“I used my eyes,” smiled Moira. “The little glances between you and Olwen. The way your cock goes hard when Olwen sits next to you in the staff room. I may be old, Rhys, but I’m not stupid, and I frequently check out the state of your cock in school, when I think no-one’s looking. And as I said just now, as long as you still want to fuck me, I don’t give a jot for who else you fuck. There. I’ve said my piece. How should we go on from here?”
I looked at Olwen, who was sitting with an incredulous look on her face. She shook her head slowly.
“Moira, you’re a bloody marvel,” she said, smiling warmly. “How the hell you managed to work all that out and still keep your shit together is beyond me. I’m perfectly happy for the three of us to continue doing what we all obviously love. We can both carry on getting fucked by Rhys, if that’s what you want. But can I suggest something?”
“Of course, Olwen,” replied Moira. “You know I’m always open to reasonable suggestions in school. This is just an extension of that!”
Olwen looked at me and smiled before turning back to look directly at Moira
“How do you fancy a threesome?” she asked with a mischievous grin. “You and I can take turns at being in the middle, and Rhys can fuck one of us whilst the other wears a strap-on and fucks the other hole. Do you like anal?”
“Is the Pope a catholic?” I asked dryly at the same time that Moira asked, “Do bears shit in the woods?”
We all laughed, and Olwen got up and went over to Moira. She pulled her into a clinch and kissed her.
“I think Richard will enjoy eating cream pie out of your cunt,” she smiled when she broke off the kiss. “I might even have a little sip out of your hairy cup myself. I love the way you’ve trimmed your cunt hair. Not too hirsute, but enough to maintain a sense of mystery as to what your pubes are covering!”
Moira disengaged from Olwen’s clutch and searched in her beach shoulder bag, which she’d left on the floor by the sofa. She smiled as she groped around inside the bag and her hand emerged gripping her hair brush.
“There’s no time like the present,” she grinned. “Did somebody mention a threesome? I need a good spanking to get my juices flowing.”
She fluttered her eyelashes at me coquettishly.
“I’ve been a naughty girl, Daddy,” she said in her little girl’s voice. “Please spank me and teach me to behave properly.”
Olwen clicked her fingers and Richard looked at her expectantly.
“I don’t need to be spanked to get my juices flowing,” she said, “I find cunt worship does the job for me. Get to it, cucky.”
As Richard lowered his face into the gap between my mother’s gaping thighs, she raised her legs and balanced them on her cuckold’s shoulders. I took the hair brush from Moira and she balanced herself across my lap, getting herself comfortable and resting her head on her outstretched arms on the sofa.
I patted her arse cheeks gently with the wooden back of the hairbrush, and Moira wriggled a bit.
“Your cock is sticking into my tummy,” she said. “Would you like to move it, or are you comfortable with it like that?”
“It’s fine,” I replied, raising my hand and bringing the hairbrush down smartly onto Moira’s lovely smooth arse with a crack that sounded like a pistol shot in the quiet apartment. Olwen smiled and winked at me. I repeated my action, and another crack echoed around the room.
For a few minutes the room was silent except for the regular smack of wood on flesh. This was accompanied by the squelching, sucking sound of Richard eating his Hot Wife’s cunt.
Eventually, I put the hairbrush down and slid a finger into Moira. She shuddered and tried to clamp down on my finger, but instead I slid a second finger in. She relaxed to accommodate me.
“Fingers are fine, but cock is better,” she smiled up at me. “Do you want to fuck me, Daddy?”
“Yes, I do,” I admitted, “but I want your mouth around my cock first. And what I’d really like is to get you double penetrated. I wonder if we can hire a strap on cock for my mother to fuck you at the same time as me?”
“No need,” Olwen said, bringing her legs down from Richard’s shoulders. “I brought one with me. Just because we’re on holiday, it doesn’t mean that my cuckold is going to miss out on his regular pegging.”
She winked at Richard.
“Off you go, cucky,” she smiled. “Bring the harness and my black cock.”
When Richard had departed, Olwen sat up and looked at Moira.
“The black cock is my medium sized one,” she explained. “It’ll stretch your arsehole without giving you too much trouble. Have you had a dump today?”
Moira shook her head.
“Right,” said Olwen decisively, “you can suck Rhys’s cock in the bathroom. I think it’s time you had an enema. I don’t want shit all over my lovely black cock!”
The three of us moved into the bathroom. I got into the bath and Moira got in after me. Whilst she took my semi hard cock in her mouth, Olwen unscrewed the shower head from the hose and grinned at us both.
“I give Richard an enema regularly,” she admitted. “This place uses soft rubber hoses in the shower for just that purpose. Spread your arse for me, Moira.”
Obediently, Moira pulled her arse cheeks apart, exposing her tight little puckered rosebud. She continued to suck my cock as if her life depended on it.
When Richard returned, Olwen called to him that we were in the bathroom. He came in carrying a harness and a wicked looking black dildo.
“Sit on the toilet,” Olwen instructed. “I’ll get to you eventually. But Moira needs preparing for her first ever double penetration.”
Quickly and efficiently, Olwen slid the flexible rubber hose into her cunt. She slid it in and out a few times until she was satisfied that it was sufficiently lubricated with her own cunt cream. Then she popped two fingers up Moira’s arse and opened her up slightly.
“Here it comes,” she said, and gently eased the tube into Moira.
She took it like a pro, not missing a beat as she continued to suck my cock. Olwen reached for the tap, and turned it on slowly.
“This is going to be messy,” she admitted. “We don’t have a proper enema kit, so you’re going to have to try and keep as much water inside you as you can, Moira. If you get a bit shitty, don’t worry. We’ll all have a shower together before Rhys and I fuck you.”
Moira released my cock.
“Thank you, Olwen,” she began, and then her eyes widened with pleasure. “Www! that feels nice! Oh, bloody hell! It’s running out of me! Turn the tap on fuller, Olwen. Fill me up and flush me out!”
Olwen smiled and did as Moira asked. I got out of the bath before it became too messy. I noticed Richard looking longingly at my rampant cock, and an idea floated into my head. I kept it to myself, but I was determined to put it to Olwen later on. For now, I watched, fascinated as a torrent of brown water cascaded out of Moira’s arse. She’d be clean and ready for her arse fucking in no time!
Olwen watched carefully as the brown torrent flowing out of Moira’s arse gradually became lighter in colour. She continued to flood water into my lover until it was running out clear. She turned off the flow and re-attached the shower head to the rubber hose.
“You’re almost ready,” Olwen smiled at Moira. “Let’s just swill one another off and then we’ll go to bed. I know you’re going to enjoy your first ever double penetration.”
As they stood up under the cool shower, Moira kissed Olwen.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“What for?” smiled Olwen. “We’re all adults here. There’s no need to thank me.”
“Yes there is,” argued Moira. “You’re sharing Rhys with me, and I’m so grateful. I love him, Olwen. You can’t imagine how happy he’s made me these past few years. I was only ever used to using a dildo on myself before Rhys came into my life. I love being fucked by your son, and he’s such a dominant lover too. I’ve always been submissive. I love how he controls me!”
“Like mother, like son,” chuckled Olwen. “Richard loves to be controlled too. I can foresee that we four are going to have a lot of fun this holiday. And beyond, when we get back home too, I don’t doubt. Now, come on. We’re both squeaky clean. Let’s dry off and go and get ourselves all sweaty, shall we?”
The two women clambered out of the bath and quickly dried off. Hand in hand, they walked back into the bedroom. The sight that greeted them caused Olwen to gasp and Moira to giggle.
I was stretched out on the huge double bed, and Richard was on his knees sucking my cock.
“At last,” I grinned, pulling out of Richard’ mouth. I winked at him. “Later,” I promised, and he scrambled off the bed and stood expectantly at the foot of the bed, looking at Olwen.
“Yes, later indeed,” she commented sternly. “Pull up a chair, cucky. Moira and I are going to play with Rhys now. You can watch.”
I handed the harness to my mother and she quickly stepped into it and fastened it to her satisfaction. Moira watched open mouthed as Olwen slid the slim rubber cock into its’ holder. She adjusted it and it stuck out lewdly, not as thick as my own rampant cock, but almost as long. Moira licked her lips.
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