I knew Jessica was her full-time lover, mother and daughter having been in what was little more than a loving lesbian relationship for close to a decade. I loved licking pussy though. Always had. Even Christine had loved that about me, the fact I’d loved pleasuring my wife. Caroline learned very quickly that I loved going down on her, and it was always part of our lovemaking. And as for Charlotte, I probably spent too much time licking her hot little pussy for my own good.
What I didn’t expect was for Mary to be smooth. When I mentioned that, she released another girlish giggle, admitting that she coloured the hair on her head and didn’t want the hair on her pussy a different colour, so she just shaved it off. I admitted it looked sexy as hell, her pussy already glistening with excitement, my cock already hard again as I couldn’t get enough of it.
Her moans of pleasure excited me further, spreading her legs wide so I could really get to work. Her taste was wonderful, burying my tongue in her pussy before I figured my tried and tested method should work with her as it had done with most women. Sliding a finger inside her made her moan. Adding a second finger made her moan louder. Her body started to move, her hips moving slightly.
“I love you,” she whispered, “Such a good boy, Mark. Looking after your mother like this.”
Okay, that idea turned me on more than I thought. I’d never been sexually attracted to my mother. We had a normal relationship. But adding that kink to having fun with Mary?
Oh yes! Oh yes please!”
“Does Mummy like this?” I murmured, “She love her son licking her pussy?”
“Please keep licking, baby. Mummy loves it so much.”
I found her special spot as she practically groaned, her pussy clenching tighter around my fingers, her clit now prominent and it was quite large, certainly something a man shouldn’t miss. Figuring out who she liked that pleasured only took a few minutes, and then she went off like a rocket.
“Yes, baby!” she cried out as she orgasmed, “Oh god… So good, Mark. Don’t stop! Mummy loves it!”
If everyone else was home, they now knew that their mother and grandmother was having a great time. And I didn’t relent on her, earning more loving moans and cries of delight, Mary pulling her legs back, her pussy now completely exposed as I fucked her harder with my fingers, my tongue now relentless on her clit. Her body shuddered through another orgasm, Mary almost whimpering as the pleasure coursed through her body.
“Don’t stop, baby,” she moaned, “Please don’t stop until I need your cock.”
“I won’t stop, Mummy.”
“Oh baby…” she stated softly, “Oh Mark, it’s too good.”
She enjoyed two more before she practically begged me to make love to her. Slowly kissing up her body, giving her breasts more attention, her fingers tenderly running through my hair as I licked and sucked at them again, I finally lifted my head so I could meet her eyes before kissing her. Pressing my cock against her, I easily slid inside, taking it nice and slow, watching her face and her eyes.
“My son’s inside my pussy,” she whispered, “You like Mummy’s hot pussy, baby?”
“I love being inside you, Mummy.” I couldn’t stop smirking as I had to ask, “You do this with Jessica?”
“Of course, baby. I love being with my daughter. And now I’m with you, Mark. Make love to me.”
The sex was wonderful, our bodies moving together as the sex was incredibly tender and loving. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock every so often, and she was tight to begin with. Feeling her legs wrap around my waist, her fingers gently stroked my back as I loved watching the reactions on her face to her thrusts. She loved feeling my fingers squeezing and tweaking her nipples, earning moans of delight.
I’ll admit I didn’t last too long that first time. Having licked her out for ages, and everything we had been saying, it had turned me on far more than I would have thought. When I warned her that I was close, all she did was beg me to cum inside her. She got what she wanted within a couple of minutes, grunting as I filled her pussy with what felt like a gallon of cum, my cock spurting over and over again. Mary loved the feeling, holding onto me tightly as she tightened her legs.
“That’s how you make love to Mummy, baby,” she whispered, “Fill her pussy with all your cum. All the way to my womb so I can carry your baby.”
“Fuck, Mary. That’s hot,” I admitted.
“Should have done this years ago. I could have carried your baby. Imagine Mummy having your baby.” My cock barely went soft as she certainly knew how to arouse me. “You love that thought, baby. Of Mummy’s belly swelling as she carries her son’s baby?”
Lifting my head to meet her eyes, I resumed thrusting, and her face broke out into a grin. “Fuck, Mummy, I’d love to have a baby with you.”
Her fingers moved to caress my cheek. “I love you, Mark,” she whispered.
Leaning down to kiss her, she kissed me back, whimpering as I upped the tempo of my thrusts to much harder and faster than before. “I love you too, Mummy,” I whispered back, “Loving your son’s big cock?”
“Best cock ever!” she exclaimed, “Baby, can I ride you?”
“Of course.”
Lying back, I was captivated by the sight of my mother-in-law ever so excitedly sitting on my lap before she sank down on my cock. Her hands on my chest, she knew how to ride me, that’s for sure. I couldn’t help myself as I continually played with her breasts. What I had learned during our first time being intimate was that she loved the position, and she had figured out how to orgasm, and feeling her orgasm on my cock again had us smiling at each other.
She kept riding me until she was too tired to go on, eventually leaning down to rest on my chest, my cock remaining hard as she loved it when I just stroked her back. Rolling her over, she spread her legs nice and wide as she just begged me to fuck her and cum inside her again. I barely lasted five minutes as having watched her ride and orgasm on me was simply too much, moaning in unison as she felt my cock pulsing inside her once again.
After showering together in the ensuite bathroom, Mary was unable to wipe the smile from her face, particularly as I took a lot of pleasure in applying soap to every inch of her body, she snuggled into me once we were back in bed. Wrapping my arms around her, I whispered into her ear again that I loved her.
“Thank you for looking after Mummy tonight,” she replied softly, “My pussy will be feeling tender again in the morning. But I want to make love before we get up.”
“Whatever Mummy wants…”
We did make love in the morning though only after I’d waken her up by licking that sweet pussy on offer again, earning soft moans of appreciation as she slowly woke up, giggling away as she lifted the sheets to see my head between her legs. “Love my pussy, baby?”
“Mummy needs to orgasm before getting up.”
After I’d cum inside her again, she slung on the robe she’d brought with her as we joined the rest of the family, only Emily and Crystal were not present as they were at a sleepover with a friend, not wanting the awkward questions of why her father and grandmother appeared to be sleeping in the same bed. Caroline and Charlotte couldn’t stop smiling at me while Jessica asked her mother if she could lick out her creampie after breakfast.
“I’ll make sure you have a fresh one as I’m sure he would be willing to make love again once he’s refuelled,” Mary suggested.
“Anything Mummy wants.” I noticed the eyes looking at me as I smiled. “Oh yeah, we went there, and it was hot.”
“Just like how I love it when I’m with Daddy?” Charlotte asked softly.
“Somewhere similar, sweetheart. Trust me, I’ve never looked at my own mother in such a manner, but it was a kink Mary and I both enjoyed last night.”
“Caroline, Charlotte, I now completely understand why you’re with him. I haven’t felt so loved by a man since… Well, certainly not since my ex-husband. There’s one man I fondly remember from before him…”
“The one who died, Mum?” Caroline asked.
“The one good thing about your father is that he gave me two wonderful daughters.”
“Only two, Grandma?” Charlotte wondered, no-one missing the smirk on her face.
“I have three daughters. The third is not wonderful. Anyway, even today, over thirty years later, I do wonder what would have happened had he not been killed on his motorbike. We had that sort of relationship where it was always passionate, and the sex… My god, the sex was, well, last night was a real reminder of what I once had.” Taking Mary’s hand, she gazed lovingly at me. “Thank you for that, Mark. I try not to think about him too often as, even over thirty years later, it still hurts to think about him sometimes.”
Mary was soon hugged by everyone as she did become a little upset. As soon as we finished breakfast, I took her hand and led her back to the bedroom to make love again. This time, though, it ended with humour as Jessica eagerly joined us, Mary suggesting I make love to her daughter while she licked her pussy. I shook my head, not wanting to be with anyone but Mary that weekend.
“Baby, Mummy wants you to look after your sister. Will you do that for me?” she asked.
Jessica gazed back at me. “I want my big brother to slide his big cock inside me,” she added softly, “Fill my pussy, big brother. Pretty please?”
Watching Jessica licking my cum out of her mother’s pussy was beyond arousing. Once Mary had another orgasm, she cried enough so Jessica lay next to her mother as I slid my cock back inside her. “I love you, Mark,” Jessica whispered, “Not like Caroline…”