This is one of a series of stories relating the exploits of inhabitants of one Cotswolds rural community.
All persons and events described here are based on real-life but with the names and locations altered to prevent too much embarrassment to the guilty. All persons were aged 18 or greater at the time of these events.
The Wilson household
Ritchie, or Rik as she preferred to be called, was a well-proportioned ash blonde in her late thirties. Her facial features were clearly defined and almost elfin, but without the pointy ears. Her neck was long and slender mounted on a firm slender torso which tapered smoothly past a willowy waist to a pair of full, but not overweight hips. Her breasts were round and full, having a noticeably firm structure which was particularly obvious when she walked. Her legs were long and well contoured as a result of her passion for squash. She had almost the perfect hourglass figure. She appeared to have a slightly severe expression, but this was really more a sign of someone who was a deep thinker and not always totally concerned with the world around her. That is not to say she was distracted, more that she was looking at things in a more detached way.
Rik was, without any doubt, one seriously head turning MILF.
Rik ‘s husband, Eric, had long since disappeared from her marital bed and home several years previously for no apparent reason. Most people, particularly their male friends, thought he was completely out of his mind walking away from such a beauty. What only her closest friends realised was that Rik insisted on high standards in everything and Eric was sadly not able to fulfil her exacting requirements. She was not unreasonable by any means but simply expected things to be done correctly which usually meant her way. She also had a sexual appetite that he was not willing or able to satisfy.
Eric was a barrister in The City and had purchased outright the very spacious property for his wife and their single daughter Anne. He was well salaried and, on his departure, passed all titles to the property over to his wife with no strings attached. They were still legally married as his staunch Catholic upbringing precluded any prospect of divorce. Rik was also brought up as a catholic but was very much lapsed to the point where she couldn’t remember the last time that she had attended mass.
They had married early when she was in her late-teens and Anne appeared soon after the nuptials. The experience did not really appeal to Rik. They did practice withdrawal for contraception. The method did not reassure Rik particularly and she began using a contraceptive pill but happened to forget to mention it to her husband. He did eventually find the packet a year or so later in one of her drawers thus precipitating an almighty row and his subsequent departure. There was no prolonged fight or argument, he simply became huffy and told her that he could no longer trust her with anything. Rik sorrowfully helped him to pack his bags, she was always a good actor, and he departed. She did later think that the standing on the doorstep dabbing at the tear in her eye may have been over the top, but Eric was not the most perceptive of people at the best of times.
Eric bought and moved to a large apartment in Hampstead. He was last heard of happily sharing a flat with one of his junior male barristers.
Rik was over the moon once the shock of Eric’s departure had worn off. That only took a few days really and she soon slipped back into her normal routines. As to be expected, there was a regular stream of optimistic male friends and neighbours calling round to see if she needed anything. Most of them were married so she had little difficulty in politely thanking them for their concerns, but she was doing alright at the moment so please kindly fuck off. The numbers soon dropped off as no openings appeared and wives began to notice their spouses’ concerns for the newly deserted Rik. A couple persisted and these eventually became reasonably good friends without any sexual complications.
Her daughter, Anne, started at the village school giving Rik plenty of spare time to explore her own space. Rik rapidly adapted and began to enjoy being her own woman once again.
Eric had spent most of his time working or commuting and was normally too tired at the weekends so provide his wife with the relief she needed. His performance was usually sub-optimal at best which left her somewhat wanting. Rik did contemplate taking a lover but having checked out the local talent decided that the only one worth looking at was the new vicar, John Moxton. He was apparently happily married to Adele, a rather gorgeous blonde. They shared the vicarage with a young lady called Lynne and her two sons. She was currently expecting her third. The regular pregnancies created considerable debate as to the father or fathers. Lynne was the daughter of one of the local farming families. Several of Rik’s friends in the village regularly cooed over the vicar and speculated over the exact nature of the relationships in the Moxton household. Rik was happy to let them get on with it.
She soon found that she was able to satisfy her needs using her fingers and the occasional household implement of the appropriate shape and size.
One of her female friends in the village mentioned the specialty items produced by Pete, the local woodturner. He was more than willing to produce bespoke items and her bedroom was soon equipped with a comprehensive selection of wooden items suitable for insertion. Her favourites were the sets of specially crafted love eggs. Pete had made her three sets with two walnut, three hornbeam or four oak eggs connected by silk cord. There were also a couple of singletons, and a luxury set of butt plugs in various sizes. Each set was housed in their own hand made polished wooden presentation case. Often the eggs would be inserted in one or both orifices after Anne had gone to school. They would remain there until either Anne was due home or Rik could take no more and used her fingers to finish off the work they had started.
Overall, she was very contented with having her own space and time to explore her world.
On the occasions that Rik needed a little something livelier than one of her trusty dildoes sliding between her legs she would take Anne to stay with an old school friend, Rachael, in mid-Wales. Rachael had a rather tasty and very athletic older brother. He was a single man with no desire for developing any long-term relationship. He was however more than happy to pop round and spend a couple of days fucking the arse off his sister’s gorgeous friend while Rachael looked after Anne. Rik was introduced to all manner of experiences that were well beyond the limited imagination of her estranged husband. She had stopped taking the contraceptives but soon learned that her pussy was not the only place that a lover could deposit his seed. Rik would inevitably return home absolutely exhausted but very satisfied. Apart from this she felt no need for further dalliances.
Anne grew up into a well-balanced fine-looking young lady who was the spitting image of her mother. The two could in fact be mistaken for sisters and on occasions were. This stimulated the imagination of more than one individual in the area.
Anne had discovered the pleasures of fucking shortly after her eighteenth birthday. Well, actually doggie fashion on the backseat of a car behind the church hall after the party celebrating her coming of age. She took the experience very well indeed and her boyfriend could not believe his luck even though it did not last for long. She was not promiscuous by any means. He was soon displaced by another, much older, man.
That relationship with its regular fucking at his house continued for several weeks. Rik noticed that Anne was spending an increasing amount of time in the evenings with her friends but was not too worried. That changed when on one occasion Anne arrived back home in the early morning in a very bedraggled state. Anne was grilled by a very angry mother who decided that her daughter was being led into potentially dangerous areas. Rik investigated locally and found that the guy concerned had a reputation for fucking the younger girls in the area with at least two producing offspring. She visited him one afternoon and despite his initial trying it on for a bit of fun found that Anne’s mother could be a very formidable lady indeed. She informed him in no uncertain terms of the consequences if continued fucking her daughter. To emphasis her point, she mentioned a couple of male friends who might want to have a quiet word with him late one evening. He got the message and had nothing further to do with Anne. He moved out of the village shortly after when his landlord, who coincidentally happened to be one of the male friends, suddenly decided that he needed to double the rent and completely renovate the property.
All of Anne’s relationships lasted for a few months and usually ended amicably. Rik was a little concerned initially and kept a very close maternal eye on her daughters’ escapades and ensured that she was on the pill.
Alan appeared on the scene at one of the local young farmers dances. They clicked immediately, became engaged and married within a few months. The local male pool immediately lost its most appetizing target for the foreseeable future. She was then in her early twenties with Alan some seven years her senior.
Rik was a little surprised by the speed of the marriage and the age difference. Alan’s family was very well known locally however, and everyone commented on what a nice young man he was. He was certainly very good looking, and they made a handsome couple when out socialising. Rik had to admit that her daughter had made a fine catch and she frequently found herself taking an interest in Alan that was totally unbecoming of a mother-in-law.
Rik decided to offer the newlyweds a part of the house until they were in a position or had the inclination to move on. Alan was of farming stock but had decided to forgo the family tradition of slopping around up to his knees in animal shit wearing green wellies for the far more relaxing, cleaner, and profitable occupation of computer database coding. This he could do mainly from home with only an occasional visit to client sites. One room in the house was duly converted into a fully equipped office complete with all the required computers, printers, and many other things that went click or hummed.
Three years into the marriage and they were still happily ensconced in the converted section of the large house. They had separate facilities in the flat which were never really fully used. There was full connectivity with the main house and all three shared rooms such as the main lounge and study. Eventually everyone forgot where the flat became the house and vice versa.
No children had appeared, and none were specifically planned in the foreseeable future. Rik was not overly concerned and admitted to herself that she had no great desire to become a grandmother at that time.
A mother’s care.
Most nights Rik could clearly hear the sound of her daughter being well and truly fucked even though their room was on the other side of the house. The building was in fairly extensive grounds on the outskirts of a quiet village so there was very little in the way of external noise at night and sound travelled well. Often, she waited, reading a book, until the familiar rocking of the bed and low moans drew her attention. The door to her bedroom was usually left slightly ajar so that she could hear more clearly. On occasions she had quietly crept out onto the landing to listen. Anne was what could only be described as a very noisy fuck with her cries and moans clearly heard. Alan was a fine master of getting her worked up judging by the sounds she made. Anne also seemed to know what she was doing as the sounds of someone gagging and slurping regularly mixed with Alan’s deep groans.
Rik made her way cautiously closer to their room. Anne and Alan had been away for a few days, so Rik had taken the opportunity to get one of the local handymen in to ensure that all creaky floorboards or squeaky doors were fixed. She could now move confidently around the house in the knowledge that there was little risk of being heard.
Listening to her little girl getting well shafted turned her on with very little effort. Rik felt her crotch getting warm and moist. Invariably her fingers found their way down across her belly and inside her nightdress to her pussy. She favoured full length silk gowns with low bust line and a slit up the leg. This allowed her to stimulate herself by sliding her long fingers across the smooth material and stroke the sensitive skin of her inner thighs before making their way up to the warm pink flesh of her pussy.
Anne and Alan were both very vocal and talked to each other while fucking, encouraging, and giving each other obscene instructions. Rik listened to them whilst leaning back against the wall outside their room. Her bare toes dug into the thick carpet as the lovers increased their tempo to their usual noisy climax. Rik made her way quickly back to her room to bring herself off.
Alan and Rik had got on very well from the first time that Anne brought him home to meet her mother. Alan had of course seen Rik many times but only ever exchanged polite greetings with her. He and his group of male friends all lusted after the gorgeous MILF for obvious reasons. In fact, most of the male population of the village and a few of the ladies would be more than happy to bury their heads between her long legs. Many had tried but all met with very little success.
Their relationship deepened after Alan moved into the house with his new wife to become a full friendship. Rik was obviously his mother-in-law, but he found that he could interact with her more as an intimate friend. The fact that she was serious eye candy certainly helped and he would often find himself following her around the house studying her curves with considerable interest. This did not escape Anne’s attention, or Rik’s for that matter.
Anne joked about it when they were in bed some nights and had asked him whether he fancied her mother. Alan had been truthful and honestly declared that he would love to fuck the arse off her. She was absolutely gorgeous and that was what Anne would look like in a few years’ time. He was actually humping Anne at the time, and she reacted by pushing back against him with greater enthusiasm. Anne told him later that she was really turned on by the thought of him screwing her mother. She asked him several times and the conversation broadened to include descriptions of how and where he wanted to have her.
Alan eventually asked Anne straight out whether she would mind if he did have Rik. She was not sure initially; the thought was turning her on, but she wasn’t totally convinced that she could cope with her husband actually fucking her mother. They let the idea drop for a while. It soon began to creep back into their love making sessions but in an increasingly detailed fashion.
Neither of them was aware that Rik had overheard several of these conversations. She started looking at Alan in a totally different light. Well actually the same light but with the added thought that she might become closer to certain parts of him. She started to dress a little less conservatively, not that her previous attire would be considered staid. During the summer she changed to dresses that were a little bit shorter, tighter, and more shear than previously. She also stopped wearing a bra.
Alan noticed, and the bedtime conversations with Anne reflected this. Rik smiled to herself while frigging her pussy outside the bedroom.
Early one evening in late autumn Rik was standing by the long window in the study when Alan wandered in. She was wearing one of her favourite tee-shirts and a knee length loose fitting floral skirt. The material was very sheer and the light from the window was clearly highlighting the outline of her shapely legs.
The wild birds were enthusiastically feeding on the patio outside.
Alan quietly moved behind her to also watch. Rik leaned back slightly and whispered a few comments about the species she had seen that day. Alan leaned forward to hear her better. Their heads touched slightly, and Rik gave the faintest of shivers. Alan breathed in deeply savouring her delicious feminine aroma. Mother and daughter both had a heady scent about them, but Rik’s was slightly deeper and more arousing. He closed his eyes and, unconsciously thinking of Anne, began to gently nuzzle her hair. Rik caught her breath and stiffened slightly but moved her head back into him and began to rub against his face. Alan came out of his reverie and realised where he was and who he was with.
After a brief moment of thought he made his decision and moved his head down to gently kiss her earlobe before moving down her neck. Rik groaned and pushed her body back against him. His hands came round and rested upon her waist. His fingers began to stroke the tops of her hips making her groan louder. Alan pulled her back into him and his mouth worked its way up her neck, along her jaw, his tongue teasing the warm soft flesh. His mouth moved across onto her left cheek. She turned her head towards him, and their lips met. Alan felt as though he had been hit by the full force of a tidal wave as Rik’s tongue plunged into his mouth and began exploring. He responded in kind, and they were soon at each other like a pair of wild beasts. Alan’s left hand reached up and began to pummel away at her unrestrained breasts, first the left, then the right. His fingers found her hardening nipples and tweaked them relentlessly. Rik cried out and intensified her assault on his mouth. Alan’s right hand slid over her hips and down onto her buttock cheek. He began to knead the firm flesh making his mother-in-law cry out even louder.
Slowly he moved his right hand down, pulling the soft material up before moving under her skirt to the soft skin of her thighs. His fingers began to run up and down the inside of her leg until he reached the silk covered mound of her pussy. Rik was panting loudly now. Alan’s fingers gently pushed the material to one side and searched their way along the now moist crack to the entrance to her pussy. He rubbed along and played with the hard little lump hidden below her clitoral hood. Her cries became louder as she started gyrating hard back against him.
Rik’s right hand moved behind her and began to massage Alan’s crotch. His prick responded immediately and completed getting hard. He reached round with his left hand and undid his trousers and pulled them down over his hips. He turned round Rik so that she was against the side panel of the window. He pushed her firmly front first against the glass forcing her to move her hands onto the glass to support herself. Her skirt had ridden up and her cheeks and panties were fully exposed. Alan looked down and watched his fingers sliding in and out of the squirming woman’s pussy. He removed his hand from her and grabbed his prick. Leaning hard against her firm buttocks he guided his now rigid cock into the soaking hole and pushed forward.
Rik exploded and began to push hard back against him. Alan responded and the two of them ground hard against each other in increasing passion.
Alan felt himself coming to a climax and was preparing to shoot a load of seed into the writhing body of the MILF beneath him, but she wriggled free, turned, and dropped to her knees in front of him. It was now his turn to be pushed back against the wall. He cried out in frustration but was soon rewarded by an eager mouth fully engulfing him. His prick was sucked deep into a very pliant throat. Rik’s hand moved up and began caressing his balls, using her long, pointed nails to seek out the shape of his hidden jewels. She continued massaging them as he deposited a load deep into a very receptive mother-in-law. He groaned deeply as the hot load surged down his cock. Rik’s lips and fingers continued milking every last drop out of him.
He felt weak and moved back to support himself against the lounge wall. His eyes opened. A slight movement at the edge of his vision caught his attention and he glanced over to see his wife in the doorway staring, mouth wide open, at the sight of her mother swallowing her husband’s cum. She caught his eye and after a moments’ pause gave a little girl grin, licked her lips, blew him a very sexy kiss, and quietly moved back, out of sight. Alan immediately started to get hard again.
He reached down and help Rik to her feet. She opened her mouth to speak but he pulled her towards him and began kissing her again. She briefly struggled in a half-hearted way and then responded passionately. Both of them began to explore the others body accompanied by much groaning and low grunts. Alan put his arms around her and holding her buttocks lifted her up onto the table. He let her fall backwards and leaned over so that his head was on her belly. Gradually he worked his way across her twitching belly. He began to kiss and suck at her pliant flesh, eliciting many deep moans and sharp little cries. These increased noticeably as he moved down until he was in a position to get to her pussy. He paused for a couple of seconds. Rik’s hands grabbed his hair and firmly pulled him towards her. Rik made a long, loud moan as Alan’s tongue eventually found the entrance to her warm wet pussy and started to lick along her crack, moving the soft downy fur of her pubic hair to one side.
His lips soon found and then closed over her clitoris. Cries increased as he began to suck the hot, hard flesh into his mouth. His tongue played with the hard little button of her clitoris and lapped at the sensitive hole of her urethral opening. Rik began writhing and moaning as Alan worked his fingers inside her vagina and searched for the g-spot. Her legs wrapped round his neck and shoulders, pulling him harder into her as she gained more grip by locking her ankles. Her hands firmly grasped the side of the table as her heels drummed against her son-in-law’s back.
Alan could feel the pressure building inside her. She began to buck violently as the first orgasmic spasm flowed through her. Rik screamed and gasped for air before the next wave fully engulfed her. Alan kept working his fingers and sucking, forcing yet more spasms through the body of his wife’s mother. He felt a sharp stabbing as Rik’s nails dug into his shoulder blades and were dragged down over his upper arms. He called out and swore at the pain but continued playing his tune on her pussy. Eventually he felt her belly begin to contract as she approached one final crashing orgasm. Her back arched and her legs tightened around his neck. Alan half expected to be suffocated as she writhed and wriggled. Her back curved as her spine went rigid. She pulled at his arms to support herself. Rik’s feet began pounding harder on his back and then stopped as one last orgasm overwhelmed her. She fell back exhausted. Alan collapsed on top of her.
They lay there for several minutes, Rik gently stroking Alan’s hair and whispering quiet thanks and then concerns about Anne into his ears. Alan reassured her that Anne would be alright and there was nothing to worry about. His strength returned and he lifted her into his arms and carried her to her bedroom. They collapsed onto the bed and began kissing and caressing once more. Alan was determined to take full advantage of the opportunity just in case it all evaporated in the morning.
His fingers found her pussy once more and continued where they had left off. Rik found his cock and started stroking and running her fingers along the shaft and around the contours of the head. His strength returned and the shaft was soon rigid under her expert ministrations. Alan began to roll her onto her back and opened her legs. She told him to stop and giggled girlishly at his obvious disappointment. She reached over to the bedside drawer and extracted a condom which was soon out of its packet and being worked deftly down his cock. She explained that she would sooner be a grandmother than a mother again. Alan laughed and watched captivated as her expert fingers pulled the gossamer down until his cock was safely encased.
He felt himself being pushed back onto the mattress and soon found Rik poised above him, slowly lowering herself onto his rigid prick. She gasped as the hard shaft penetrated her soft flesh. Her hips bucked as she took the whole length into her. She paused briefly before leaning forward to kiss him and then began pitching back and forth, grinding her pussy into Alans’s crotch. He began to groan as her fingers ran over his chest; the nails leaving ever deeper marks that soon reddened. He felt the sharp points gripping and pulling his nipples.
There would be no way this could be hidden from his wife.
Alan began to fuck back at her, his cock sliding in and out ever more rapidly. He writhed so that his cock head worked the sides of her tunnel, stretching the firm walls. Rik start groaning more deeply in response. The groans changed to soft mewing and then sharp cries as Alan pummelled away at her breasts and reamed in and out of her pussy. The cries increased in length and intensity. Suddenly her eyes and mouth flew wide open, and she froze. Her nails dug in even deeper into Alan’s chest as a scream began to work its way up from deep within her body, increasing in strength as it went. It finally exploded out of her, and her body began to spasm violently. Alan’s cock was gripped firmly by firm muscles for a second before being milked of his seed. Alan had never felt anything like it. Anne could cum but this was something else altogether. Rik fell forward and lay gasping on top of his Chest, spasms still rippling through her body.
Eventually the twitches reduced and disappeared. Rik rolled off of her new lover and lay on the bed looking at him. Slowly her eyes closed, and she fell into a deep, contented sleep.
Alan got off the bed, covered the sleeping woman and returned to his marital bed where Anne was waiting for him. He walked in a little bit sheepishly but was greeted by a quizzical grin and a slightly waggling finger. Anne grimaced slightly when she noticed the scratch marks but went over to her dresser for some antiseptic cream. Alan stood in front of her as she applied the soothing cream none too gently. Alan made a sharp intake of breath which made his wife giggle. She told him not to be a baby and that it served him right for playing with the big girls.
Alan confirmed her assumption that he would not be wanting to fuck her that night as they snuggled up together under the soft covers. Anne rested her hand on her husbands overworked cock and they both soon drifted off to sleep.
Anne was a little unsure the morning after Alan’s conquest. They had discussed it prior to the event, and she had been quite happy, even excited at the prospect of her husband screwing her mother. Now that it had happened, she wondered how their relationships might alter.
A family together
Alan was still sleeping like a contented babe when Anne dressed and went downstairs for a bit of breakfast. Rik was in the kitchen when she arrived and turned round as if startled by Anne’s approach. The look on her face was one of deep concern and worry. Anne was heartbroken and rushed across to give her mother a hug that lasted for several minutes. She assured her that everything was fine and that she and Alan had agreed beforehand that it would be fine if he was to fuck her. Rik began to sob but Anne stroked her hair to sooth her. A sound behind her made her turn to see Alan standing in the doorway. He smiled and walked across to put his arms around the pair of now sobbing women. He pulled them close to him and gently kissed their foreheads in turn while stroking their hair. They both agreed that he was a heartless bastard for making them cry, and that they would make him pay.
They all rocked together for several minutes before Rik pulled back from the huddle holding each of their hands. She looked at them both and then give them a broad smile. Anne and Alan reciprocated and the three of them came together again hugging and kissing for several minutes before Anne announced that she was hungry and would like some breakfast now please mummy.
They prepared a hearty breakfast adjourned to the dining room where they, over an early morning bottle of wine, proceeded to discuss the new situation. It was agreed that Anne and Alan were firmly married and would remain so. The women agreed that Anne would have the first call on Alan’s services, but he would be available to provide Rik with whatever she needed, when she needed it.
Rik made it quite clear that a full fuck threesome was not going to happen. Anne insisted that she expected to see Alan’s head on the pillow next to her every morning, regardless of what he had been doing when she went to sleep. They did discuss setting up the third bedroom but both women were quite at ease with being fucked in their own beds, if nowhere else was available at the time. Nowhere and nothing was to be considered out of bounds as far as fucking was concerned. Alan suggested that underwear be banned within the confines of the house, and this was agreed. He did want it extended to everywhere but both women were resistant to the idea as they didn’t want to be constantly warding off lecherous old bastards and chancers. Alan saw the point and, knowing when he was on a loser, dropped it. He held out his hand and waited patiently while the two giggling women removed their bras and panties and handed them over to him.
Rik was not, at that time, taking any contraceptive precautions, so Anne offered some of hers until Rik could get her prescription sorted by the family doctor. Rik agreed and Anne rushed off to her bedroom to return a few seconds later with a week supply of tablets. Rik meantime phoned the surgery and made an appointment for the following morning.
The women agreed that Alan would refrain from fucking his mother-in-law without condoms until they were convinced that she was fully protected. Alan looked a little down hearted at the decision as he was hoping to fuck her bareback that day. Mother and daughter laughed at his disappointment and Rik made the point that there were other ways of relieving him. She slowly licked her lips and Anne almost fell off her chair when she saw the look on her husband’s face at the news. She did promise that she would provide any missing service should the need arise.
Alan increasingly got the impression that his input to the family was to be solely what hung between his legs. He had no real problem with that.
Alan would be somewhat distracted the next couple of days by the sight of two pairs of well-formed firm breasts bobbing up and down in front of him every time he saw one or both of the women. Alan concentrated on fucking Rik for the next few days partially because it was a new experience but also to increase the sexual bonding between them. Anne did not object too much to temporarily being her mother’s second fiddle.
Alan was a very happy, not to say contented man. He was living in a very luxurious house fully equipped with all modern conveniences and facilities. Those facilities included two stunningly beautiful women that were his for the taking as and when he wanted; and he wanted often. Very few days passed where he was not buried up to the hilt in one or both of them.
Alan was fond of leaving hickies and both women soon sported fine examples on their necks and breasts most of the time. He was told by Rik, in no uncertain terms that there were to be no marks on her anywhere that was visible. Anne was not so prescriptive, but Alan kept his marking out of site, just in case he forgot whose flesh he was chewing on.
Rik had a pussy covered in soft white pubic hair and Alan thought that all that would have to go. Anne was clean shaven and waxed regularly by Alan personally. He looked forward to doing the same with his mother-in-law, although he did think that as he had two pussies available to him, he could alternate them. Not many days passed before Rik found herself under Alan’s meticulous care for the first time as he worked the warm soapy lather into her pubic hair. That was nice but she became a little nervous when he picked up the safety razor. Anne held her hand and assured her mother that Alan knew what he was doing. The shaving finished, Alan dried his mother-in-law with a warm fluffy towel and applied the first of the wax strips. Rik had used these on her legs but the feel of the wax pulling the hairs from her pussy was a totally new experience. She felt a little tender afterwards but was rewarded by Alan making a very close inspection with his tongue.
Alan had never actually had both women at the same time and considered that to be most unlikely, despite his dreams. Very early on in the whole house relationship both mother and daughter had made it perfectly clear during one of their discussions over tea and biscuits that there was no way that was going to happen. Both women were perfectly adamant on that score. He could have them both as many times a day as he could manage but it would be one on one at all times. He regretfully agreed. The nearest he ever got was by sitting on the large sofa between the pair of them, sliding his hands along their legs to the hot wet hole at the top. They agreed that was OK but nothing more.
This rule became far less rigid over time. Alan gradually managed to engineer things so that he could have both women working on him at the same time. Full girl on girl was still a major no. His favourite position was leaning back against the breakfast bar and looking down to see two blonde heads bobbing up and down on his cock and balls. The girls enjoyed it as well and made little whispered comments, interspersed with giggles, as they worked away and when they changed who was doing what to what. Rik was particularly hot on taking Alans’s cock deep into her throat; another trick she had learned recently, whereas Anne enjoyed sucking his balls fully into her mouth and massaging them with her tongue.
Alan had no objections.
They were also very cooperative while giving Alan a hand job.
Mother and daughter soon adapted to the new situation. Rik was enjoying being fucked regularly again and was learning all kinds of new techniques and positions. Her husband had very been catholic in his sexual habits as well as his worshiping. Anne found that she was growing closer to her mother; sometimes literally as when they cooperated in giving Alan’s cock and balls a good work out. Her relationship with her husband was stronger than ever. She loved watching him as her mother worked on him and would often lick and suck his ears while whispering obscenities about what she was seeing. She would sometimes make suggestions to her mother who was more than willing to implement them.
The household was usually very harmonious not to say contented. Alan was having his prick serviced at least once a day and both women were having the full benefit of an energetic cock slipping into one or more of their well-used holes and all was well. Alan did try to ensure that each hole was serviced at least once a week. Anne seemed to have no preference and enjoyed all of her holes being spread. Rik became equally fond of anal and deep throatpie but never said no to having a prick ream out her pussy.
All agreed that fucking over the table-tops or against the walls, stairs and doors was totally acceptable provided the copulating couple moved out of the way if the other wanted to go through. Alan could often be found leaning back against the breakfast bar with his wife or mother-in-law on their knees sucking eagerly on his cock. Many times, they would have an audience. Rik, in particular, liked to sit on one of the bar stools, glass in hand, watching her daughter sliding along her husband’s throbbing cock. Her other hand would invariably be inside her skirt as her fingers slid in and out of a very moist hole.
Occasionally Alan put his foot in it so to speak. One afternoon he was giving Rik’s pussy a particularly rigorous fucking from behind when he inadvertently called her Anne. Rik paused in her reverse thrust and closed her muscles firmly over his prick.
Her sharp retort of “No darling, I’m her mother” almost made him cum immediately. He leaned forward and apologised softly into her ear before resuming his fucking with considerably increased enthusiasm. Anne roared with laughter when he told her that night as he started to insert his cock into her pussy.
Rik would often tease him by asking ‘Do you remember who you’re fucking?’ as he slipped his cock into her. To be fair, she only ever did it when she was on her belly with him on top of her getting ready to shaft her pussy from behind.
A large all weather hot tub was installed in the early summer of the first year and that became a firm favourite during the long evenings. All three by that time were totally at easy without wearing any clothing when together. The rim of the tub was fitted with all round chrome support bars which were used frequently to support an energetic couple.
Rik, in particular was fond of holding on to them while Alan pounded away at her arse from behind, Anne watching, sipping at her cocktail. Rik was a late convert to anal sex and after a little initial reluctance was soon a total convert. Alan would ask her where she wanted his cock, Rik would lean forward, put her hands on her butt and pull the cheeks apart. Her thumbs played with her anal ring and Alan had his answer. Anne loved to watch her husband’s cock sliding in and out, stretching the ring. She had always been happy to take his cock in her arse but preferred having other orifices penetrated.
Things had progressed so that both women were happy to work together to bring Alan’s cock to full hardness and then provide him with relief from that state.
The main bedroom, Rik’s old one, had been redecorated and fitted with polished wood and full-length mirrors. A large mirror was fitted to the ceiling above the custom built super king-sized bed. Rik and the married couple had rooms of their own but increasingly they all used the large bed.
Many times, Alan would find himself laying on his back with a lovely blonde on each side of him. He had an arm around each of them pulling them over onto his chest. Two mouths kissed his neck and suckled his nipples while hands from each of them played with his cock and balls. Later the two heads would work their way down his body to suck and nibble him.
It had taken a fair bit of time and careful coaxing by Alan to get that level of cooperation as it got dangerously close to the forbidden girl-on-girl action. He had started by fucking one or the other while they were in the same room. This was usually over the back of the large sofa or face down across the heavy dining table. As time progressed, he became more adventurous and would often hold a form of conversation with both while fucking the one or the other. The hot tub provided a natural extension by bringing them into closer proximity to each other.
Alan enjoyed having his wife and mother-in-law standing, one on each side, leaning over the edge of the tub while he played with them. While not totally ambidextrous Alan was by midsummer more than capable of working his fingers around and into both pussies at the same time. He found that it was best not to concentrate on one or the other but to move both hands together. This usually was enough to get both women to an excited state though the level of excitement did vary. Alan waited until one or other arse started wriggling the moved over behind and inserted his cock into the appropriate pussy. He always continued playing with the other, just to keep her on the boil. After a few strokes he would withdraw and move across to the other and repeat the performance.
He moved this forward with little enhancements such as getting one to hold and insert his cock into the other’s pussy or arse. The first time was in the tub late one evening. They had been drinking a little more wine than usual when Alan got the two of them up against the side of the tub as had happened several times before. He was playing with them and, on the spur of the moment, suggested to Rik that she might like to hold his cock and slip it into her daughter. She stared at him for a moment before firmly holding his prick and slowly rubbed it up and down Anne’s slit. Anne giggled and Alan eased forward and began fucking her. Rik returned to the side and Alan carried on playing with her. Both women began to moan and after thirty or so strokes he pulled Anne back into him and whispered in her ear that she should do the same for her mother. She complied without hesitation and thus a new game was created.
This progressed rapidly to both of them playing with his cock and balls with their hands and then mouths. At this point it was suggested by Alan that maybe they needed somewhere big and soft to carry on with the fun.
A family grows.
Months passed and the trio settled into a harmonious family routine. Both women were usually fully satisfied, with Alan usually fully wiped out. Things changed slightly when Anne began to behave a little differently. She became grumpy and started to be over fussy about keeping the place tidy. Alan discussed the change with Rik who thought for a second or two and announced that Anne was probably getting broody. Alan reflected that they had been married for a few years and had always agreed that kids were for the future. Rik pointed out that this was now the future. She offered to have a word with her daughter but needed to know Alan’s opinion on becoming a father first. He said that whatever Anne wanted was fine with him.
Two days later all three were on the large bed when Anne said she had something to say. Rik and Alan stopped playing with each other and looked at her. She then announced that she wanted a baby and would stop taking her pill the following morning. Rik was over the moon at the prospect of becoming a grandmother. It had taken a while to come to grips with the idea but now she was fully behind it. Alan said he was looking forward to it and immediately pinned Anne down and began to fuck her hard. Rik burst out laughing at the scene in front of her. At one point Alan joked that maybe Rik should become pregnant to show her daughter how it was done. He got a severe ticking off from his mother-in-law while his wife roared with laughter.
A few evenings later a naked Rik came in looking serious. Anne and Alan were on the bed and had been fucking like rabbits. They stopped and looked at Rik. She climbed onto the bed between them. She looked at both in turn and then handed Alan a packet. He looked at it and saw it was a packet of contraceptive pills. Rik’s pills. He took them from her, looked her in the eyes and rolled her onto her back. Anne watched with tears in her eyes as her husband mounted her mother and proceeded to fuck her slowly and passionately as though he had never done so before.
Two weeks later Anne announced that her home test had proved positive. They were going to be parents. Mother and husband were suitably overjoyed, and a serious screwing session followed, lasting well into the night. For the next few days Rik always got the cream from the top of the milk. Anne was not put out at all and just lay there while her husband went about creating a sibling for her and an aunt or uncle for the child growing inside her.
Two days later and Rik also announced a forthcoming birth.
The months passed and Alan was surrounded by a pair of lovelies with rapidly expanding bellies. They had decided that Rik would ‘disappear’ from view when her state became too obvious and that the children would be brought up as being Alan and Anne’s twins. Rik would go and stay with her very understanding friend in Wales for a few weeks until the birth.
Rik had prepared her and made it known that the father was a dear old friend who, being very much in the public eye, needed anonymity for wife related family reasons. This conspiracy went down well when Rik went over even though she had to invent a back story. Actually, she didn’t need to but enjoyed creating the fantasy about her virile younger lover who must not be named.
A couple of days before she was due Rik returned to the village. She had arranged for an old friend who used to be a mid-wife to stay until after the births. Her curiosity about the coincidence of the births was soon assuaged and she was suitably impressed by Alan’s achievement. It was obvious to her that poor Alan had not been getting much proper relief recently, so she duly obliged him several nights up to and following the births. It was considered a suitable payment by all involved.
Two new Wilson children duly appeared three days apart though this was not announced until the second birth was safely completed. The pair of blonde girls were very similar but not actually identical. Anne and Alan were soon doing the local rounds as the proud parents of a pair of almost identical twins. Rik played the role of proud and doting grandmother with impressive enthusiasm.
Alan, the proud father, discovered that he had a new game with two very willing playmates.
Both women breast-fed from the start and did so sitting together on a pair of nursing chairs. Alan loved to sit watch the little mouths suckling at the teats on the swollen breasts. He suggested that one should take both babies at the same time. This was done and Rik found herself cuddling and feeding two hungry little mouths. Alan seized the opportunity and lowered his head to his sitting wife and started sucking the warm juice from her engorged breasts. His hand worked its way down to her crotch and his fingers began their exploration of her pussy. Anne’s moans and cries increased as her husband suckled enthusiastically and penetrated into her waiting hole. It was not long before she came with loud deep cries and violent tremors running through her body. Rik watched the whole performance with gentle moans, the tip of her tongue playing around her lips.
The roles were reversed at the following mealtime.
Both mother and grandmother were prolific producers, and all three parents enjoyed their feeding sessions, so much so that both women kept producing long after their children were fully weaned. This continued for several months until Alan suggested one evening that it might be time to start another round of children. Anne was fully in favour, but Rik had doubts. She had mainly enjoyed her late pregnancy and certainly the feeding but was not too sure about having another. Alan and Anne both pleaded with her. She eventually agreed that one more would be OK but that was most definitely the lot.
A few weeks later both women announced that they were pregnant, and the same arrangements would be put in place with Rik’s friends as before. Rachael was more than a little surprised to have her old friend staying with her again for the same reason. Rik had to go to great pains to embellish her previous story and let slip that the mystery father wanted a second family and was providing for Rik and the children very generously. She explained the absence of her baby daughter by saying that her older daughter and husband were looking after her to reduce disruption now that she was starting at nursery.
Time passed and Anne once again delighted the village by apparently producing another set of twins, a boy, and a girl. The fact that the new son was actually born 5 days before Anne’s daughter was somehow overlooked in the excitement. Rik arranged for her cords to be tied to permanently remove the temptation for a further pregnancy.
The feeding sessions started once again and continued long after the weaning. Rik continued to produce after Anne became pregnant for the third time.
The village waited with bated breath for the announcement of the birth with several very disappointed people losing their bet that a third set of twins would be arriving.