Mother in Law Finds the Courage Ch. 05

Literotic asexstories – Mother in Law Finds the Courage Ch. 05 by heretorelax,heretorelax Hi everyone,

Sorry for the big delay, as usual life gets in the way.

I hope you enjoy part five of my story. This was supposed to be the final part, to bring this story to a close.

I didnt want to drown you with a massive story to read, so I will be adding a part six, which will bring this series to an end.

This chapter is double the size of my previous, please let me know if you prefer larger stories, of if the previous chapter sizes, were just right.

Again, a big thankyou for Kenji Sato, for helping me with my work.

Please feel free to leave your comments.

Thanks

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Lisa has just finished up in the shower, after the extreme anal punishment I had given her. As she comes out of the bathroom, still walking awkwardly, she sits herself on the bed next to me.

“Babes, I’ve been thinking, we have a whole week before Claire’s wedding. I want to get mom all worked up.”

I sit up, intrigued. “What exactly do you have in mind, sweetie?”

Lisa is all excited. “Right, starting from when we go downstairs, I want you to seduce my mother, as much as you can. Touch her bum, accidentally brush up against her breasts, grab her hips, anything you can think of, in order to drive her wild. Come next Friday, I want her, to be so fucking horny, she will do anything to fuck you.”

I laugh. “Lisa, that’s cruel, your mother will eat me alive, come the weekend.”

Lisa, lets out her own laugh, with an evil tone, “That’s exactly what I want, she will be so frustrated. God, I can’t wait to watch her ripping your clothes off.”

Lisa is about to get up from the bed, but turns back. “Oh, one more thing, no matter how frustrated mom gets, you cannot act on it, NO FUCKING until the Claire’s wedding, AM I CLEAR!”

I shake my head. “You’re crazy.”

Lisa drops her towel to get dressed, but not before giving me a big kiss. “That’s why you married me, honey. Right. Get yourself in the shower, so we can go greet my mother, put her mind at ease, then the fun can begin.”

I make my way to the bathroom, as Lisa slaps my ass on the way past. I have a quick shower and throw on some shorts.

Lisa gets up from her dressing table, still unable to walk properly. “Jesus, babes, you fucked me so hard, I think you have done some damage.”

Feeling a little guilty, I ask, “Are you okay? We should go to the hospital if it’s that bad.”

Lisa sarcastically replies, “Oh yeah, and how am I going to explain how it happened, no thanks. I’ll be fine, just need to take it easy for a while. Enough about me, let’s get downstairs and start working on my mother.”

We both head down, Gemma is sitting on the couch, legs together with her hands resting upon them. She is sitting like a little kid, waiting to be called into the principal’s office.

She slowly looks up at me, but as soon as we make eye contact, she looks down, embarrassed.

Lisa heads to the kitchen. “Who wants a drink? I know I need one, after that fucking.”

My eyes pop open in shock, as I look at my wife; she has a devilish look about her. I ask for a beer and Gemma quietly replies, “Nothing for me, thank you.”

Walking directly over to Gemma, I stand in front of her and hold out my hand. She carefully puts her hand in mine, as I pull her up from the couch.

Taking hold of her chin, I lift her head, so she is looking directly at me. “Mom, I’m sorry for what happened earlier, I should have handled it better, instead of running out of the shop, I hope I didn’t embarrass you, in front of the staff.”

Gemma replies, “It’s not you who should be sorry, it’s me. I had no right to jump on you. I only hope you can forgive me. As you can tell, I’ve been a little frustrated with certain things lately, I’m sorry, Andrew.”

I put my arms around my mother-in-law, and give her a big hug. “You have nothing to be sorry about, mom. I understand.” I move my hands down Gemma’s back and grab hold of her bum. In full view of Lisa, I give it a gentle squeeze.

Gemma takes a sharp intake of breath and freezes. Lisa is looking at us from the kitchen, giving me an approving nod.

Letting go of Gemma, I ask, “Are you sure, you don’t want a drink, mom? I think we all need a little nightcap after today.”

Gemma, a little more receptive, now that we have made up. “Okay, go on then. I’ll have a wine, if one is going.”

We all head out to the garden, to chill by the pool, whilst the night draws in.

After talking for at least a couple of hours, plus drinking way more than we should, we all call it a night and head inside. Both the girls take the lead, whilst I lock the patio doors.

As they head upstairs, Lisa is first, with Gemma trailing behind. I see another opportunity and quickly walk, to catch up to them. Getting directly behind my mother-in-law, I slide my hand up her dress, between her legs and brush against her knickers. Gemma clamps her legs together and lets out a yelp.

Lisa quickly turns around. “Is everything Okay? What happened?”

I remove my hand to hide the evidence. Gemma stutters, “It’s okay. I just kicked one of the stairs, and nearly fell over.”

Lisa disappears into the bedroom. Gemma turns around, when she reaches the top of the stairs, she lightly hits me and in an angry tone, whispers, “You’re not playing fair.” Turning back around, she storms off to her bedroom.

When I enter our bedroom, I tell Lisa; she slaps my arm. “Hey, don’t go that far, she won’t last five minutes, let alone, til the weekend. I bet she is in there now, playing with herself thinking about it.”

We get ourselves ready for bed. As we slide into the bed sheets, Lisa leans over for a cuddle. “On second thought, babes, go for it. Push the boundaries, I don’t want mom thinking about anything else, other than fucking you.”

We fall silent on the bed. I can hear noises coming from down the hallway. My mother-in-law was, indeed, playing with herself; I could hear the moaning. This was going to be a fun week.

The next morning, I wake to a bright Sunday, the sun beating through the gap in the curtains. Lisa, still sound asleep next to me, drool on the side of her cheek. “A picture of beauty,” I whisper to myself, letting out a little chuckle.

I hear noises from downstairs. Gemma must be up already. I slowly slide out of bed, and head out of the bedroom.

Making my way downstairs, I can see my mother-in-law in the kitchen, working away, wearing a sexy, silk dressing gown; she doesn’t see me come up behind her.

I grab her by the hips. “Morning, sexy,” I say, as I pull her into me.

Gemma jumps. “SHIT, ANDY! Are you trying to put me in an early grave?”

“Sorry, mom. There’s nothing hotter than a half-naked woman, baking in the kitchen.” I pull her hair to one side and kiss her neck seductively.

Gemma puts her hands on mine. “Andy, please stop.” I turn her around to face me, she has a sad look upon her face.

“Come over here, mom.” I pull the bar stools out from under the kitchen island, we both sit down next to each other. “Do you mind if we talk candidly for a moment.” Gemma nods her head.

I begin, “Mom, why on earth did you tell Lisa what happened yesterday?”

Without hesitation, Gemma sharply replies, “Well, what do you expect, it all happened so fast, you left me in the store practically naked. The next thing I know is Lisa bursting into the changing room, wanting to know what I had done to you. I had to say something, god knows I couldn’t tell her the truth, so I made out like I was a desperate, old woman looking for attention. It was so embarrassing and demeaning, which I’m still angry at you about.”

Pausing for a moment, the room falls silent, it is a little awkward. Gemma raises her eyebrows before continuing, “But, surprisingly my daughter didn’t go crazy, she was rather understanding which took me aback.”

I hold Gemma’s hands. “I’m sorry, mom; it all got a little too much for me, and with Lisa telling me to take care of you, it just didn’t feel right, like someone was amiss.”

Gemma quickly lifts her head, “What do you mean, take care of me?”

I continue, “When we left the girls, to go to your dress fitting, you asked me what Lisa said, I didn’t tell you the truth. Lisa told me to take care of you, anyway I wanted. This threw me because I was unsure, if she was giving me the green light to fool around with you, or if she was testing me. That’s why I freaked out in the changing room, all I could think about was what Lisa said.”

Gemma’s nods in realisation. “Ahhhhh, okay; that makes a little more sense. I thought I had done something wrong, me throwing myself at you didn’t help, I guess, and thus, resulting in what happened.” She puts her hand on my cheek. “Andy, why didn’t you just be honest with me, we’ve been through enough, these past few weeks, not to not trust each other.”

I smile and agree. “You’re one-hundred-percent right, mom, I was caught up in the moment and handled it poorly. I love your daughter and was afraid of losing her, but on the other hand, I don’t want to lose you, not now.”

Gemma lets out a big sigh. “Well, I’m afraid, my boy, we have no choice. Yes it’s been incredible and amazing, but deep down, we both knew it was only a matter of time before something happened to bring it to an end. We were delusional to think otherwise, we just have to be thankful that nobody was seriously hurt over this.”

My mother-in-law swivels her stool to face me, leans over and gives me a passionate kiss. As she pulls back, I can see tears forming in her eyes. “Andy, I can never thank you enough for what you have done, there is nothing I want more than to continue this crazy rollercoaster, but we can’t. Lisa is our priority, this has to come to an end, we can’t risk a repeat of yesterday, and it’s not fair on her.”

Gemma sits upright on the stool, fighting back the tears. P

I place my hands on her knees. “Mom, it doesn’t have to end.”

Gemma cuts in, “Andy, please. Don’t make this harder than it has to be, I’m begging.”

I put a finger on her lips to stop her from talking. “Listen! I’m not supposed to tell you, what I’m about to say, but you deserve to know.”

Gemma sits back, my finger drops from her mouth. “Tell me what?”

I take a deep breath, “Okay, don’t get angry. When you left yesterday, me and Lisa put all of our cards on the table. Long story short, Lisa started by telling me she had set things up for me to fuck you. She was worried about you being frustrated about not having sex, something about when you were out clubbing and the young lads, you talked about before. She wanted me to fuck you yesterday– that’s why she told me I could do what I wanted. She thought it would be safer to get it out of your system with someone safe, like me.”

Gemma puts her hand over her mouth in shock. I continue, “Oh, wait, there’s more. Lisa saw what I did to you on Friday night, in your bedroom, when you came home drunk; she saw you masturbating in the doorway, to me and her having sex, and finally, she has already guessed that I have fucked you.”

Gemma was mortified. “Oh my god, what must she think of me, her own mother fucking her husband. Why did you tell her? You should have played dumb– there is no way she could have caught us. I’m never going to be able to look my daughter in the eyes again.”

I reassure her, “Calm down, it’s okay, Lisa’s main concern was that you managed to escape from the hell you were in, back at home. Yes, she was a little upset about how it happened, but she was, in a way, grateful. She never asked for the details, how many times we have fucked, nothing like that. All she wanted was for me to acknowledge her suspicions. I couldn’t lie to her anymore, so I told her she was right.”

Gemma sat still, trying to comprehend everything I had just said. “So you’re telling me after all of this, she is still not angry?”

I shake my head. “No. In fact, it’s the complete opposite.”

I compose myself, coughing to clear my throat. “Lisa, wants you to be happy, mom; she is willing to share me with you, in order to make that happen.”

Her eyes open wide and her jaw hits the ground. I deliberately didn’t tell her that Lisa wants to watch us having sex– that will remain a surprise, she will find out next weekend.

“Listen, mom, this is important– Lisa has said, that I can fuck you at the wedding, but, in the meantime, I’m supposed to make you so horny all week, as a punishment of sorts, that you’ll be begging to fuck me.”

Gemma sits there in silence, a whole host of expressions appear on her face. I start laughing. “Well, say something then.”

She tries to put it into words, what she is thinking, “Errrr, wellll, I don’t know what to say. I guess I’m shocked, surprised, grateful and a little confused. My own daughter would do this for me, after I betrayed her.”

I put my two cents in, “Look, mom, I was just as surprised, but at the end of the day, Lisa wants you to be happy; that’s all she cares about. The way she spoke about you yesterday was amazing, she loves you so much and doesn’t want you to be hurt again.”

“I really don’t deserve her, she is so special,” Gemma replies.

I walk behind my mother-in-law and put my hands on her shoulders. “Yes, she is, you brought her up the right way, and this is testament to that.”

I gently squeeze her shoulders. “Mom, I don’t want Lisa to know that I’ve told you, so you’re going to have to play along ’til the weekend, Okay?

Gemma tilts her head back to look up at me. “Of course, Andrew, I’m glad you told me. I was afraid, yesterday had ruined everything, thank god, I’ve been worried sick all night.”

Now for the rules. “Mom, Lisa has laid down some ground rules I have to follow. I’m not allowed to fuck you at all, I can push you as much as I can, but no FUCKING.”

Gemma laughs. “Okay, I can live with that; at least I’ll get to have all the fun this week then.”

I continue, “NO, NO, NO, you don’t get off that easy. If I’m not allowed to fuck you ’til the weekend, then you have to promise not to masturbate or touch yourself either, we can both suffer at the same time.”

She shrugs her shoulders. “I don’t think it will be that hard, son, I’ve done without for years, another week won’t bother me one bit. YES!! I promise.”

“Is that so, mom?” My devious side kicks into action.

I pull her hair to one side and start to kiss her neck again, gently touching my lips to her skin; she makes no effort to stop me, as subtle moans come from her. I suddenly stop and pull back.

Gemma turns to me, disappointment on her face. P

Taking hold of her dressing gown belt, I pull it loose, sliding my hands down her chest, over the gown, I slowly open it. Underneath, I find she is completely naked, her well-toned athletic body on display. Opening her legs, I’m greeted by her amazing, smooth pussy, as I do, her lips open slightly, showing me her entrance. I look my mother-in-law directly into her eyes as I glide my hand upwards. As I reach her fruit, Gemma closes her eyes. I slide the side of my finger up and down between her folds, making sure to brush against her clit.

Gemma breathes heavily. “That’s it, baby, right there.”

After rubbing for a minute, I spread her legs further. Taking two fingers, I slowly insert them in my mother-in-law as far as I can.

She throws her head back. “Son, that feels amazing, you have no idea. The thought of not having you do this to me again was unbearable.”

I slowly remove my fingers, close her legs and pull her dressing gown together.

Gemma lifts her head and looks at me, “DON’T STOP! What are you doing?”

I lift my fingers and put them in my mouth, tasting my mother-in-law, whilst giving her a cheeky smile. I walk over to the coffee machine and set it going. “I’m going to take a shower, mom. I’ll wake Lisa up when I’m done. Is there anything you want me to do to you… sorry, for you, mom.”

Gemma stands up and throws open her gown, her naked body on display once more; she puts her hands on her hips, tilting her head to one side. “WHAT do you think?”

I turn around, and head for the stairs, smiling as I go. “Remember your promise, mom.”

Halfway up the stairs, Gemma shouts out, not too loud though, “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME! You bastard, that’s sooooo not funny.”

I creep quietly into the bedroom, so as not to wake my wife and head into the ensuite. Standing under the shower, with the water massaging my back, I find myself looking down at a massive hard-on, never mind my mother-in-law having trouble with this week, I’m going to find it just as hard, literally.

Suddenly, I feel a pair of hands on my back, startled, I quickly turn around and see Lisa totally naked.

“Morning, you. I woke up and I was all alone,” she pouts at me. “I heard the shower and thought I would help you get clean.” Lisa slowly drops to her knees and looks up at me with innocent eyes, as the water splashes her face. She cups my balls and admires my raging hard-on.

“Someone is a little excited this morning, aren’t we?” Without a word, she takes me in her mouth.

I put my hands on the back of her head, slowly I begin to face-fuck my wife. She has this amazing skill where she holds my shaft and works on the head of my cock. Being the most sensitive part, it doesn’t take me long to get to the point of no return. I tell Lisa that I’m close.

She looks up at me, wanking furiously. “Cum on my face, baby, cover your dirty little slut.”

I put my arms out to steady myself. “I’m cumming, babe, here it comes,” pulse after pulse, I coat my wife’s pretty little face.

Lisa takes me in her mouth, to suck every last drop from my aching cock. My legs begin to wobble, it’s too much to handle after just cumming. “Stop, STOP! I’m going to fall on top of you.” She plants one last kiss on the tip of my cock then stands back up.

Her face still coated with my cum, she moves in for a kiss, “Hell no,” I say, as I grab the shower and direct it on her face.

Lisa slaps my chest. “It’s okay for me to cum on your cock, then put you in my mouth, but you won’t kiss me when I have your cum on my face.” She frowns. “It’s okay, one day, I will get you to do it.”

Her face now clean from my cum, I plant a big kiss on her lips. Lisa pulls back. “Nope, doesn’t count.” We both laugh as we finish getting clean.

Making ourselves decent, we head downstairs for breakfast. Gemma has the table all nicely presented with a centrepiece of amazing pastries.

Lisa jumps up and down. “Wow, mom, this looks great. It’s been ages since you have done this.”

Gemma smiles. “I thought it would be nice, for a change, to sit down as a family and have breakfast.”

Lisa gives her mom a big hug. “It’s beautiful, mom, thank you.” We all sit down and start digging in.

Just as I’m eating my croissant, I suddenly feel a foot rubbing my leg. I look at my wife, but she makes no eye contact, and she is just eating away. I turn my gaze to mom– she looks me dead in the eye, as her foot climbs higher to my crotch. My mother-in-law starts rubbing my cock with her foot, ever so softly, so covertly, that my wife has no idea what is happening underneath the table. I am getting hard, I can’t move; if I pull back, Lisa will see my hard-on, and wonder what the hell is going on. I have no choice but to sit there, as if nothing is happening. Gemma has a wicked smile on her face, as she continues to eat her breakfast.

After a while, Gemma asks Lisa, ” Honey, do you mind if we pop back into town this morning? I’m a little embarrassed to say, but with what happened yesterday, I didn’t get everything I need for the wedding.” She continues to rub my cock whilst speaking; she doesn’t skip a beat.

Finishing her food, Lisa replies, “Of course, mom; me and you will pop out, maybe get a coffee and a bite to eat afterwards, depending on how long we take.”

“You don’t mind if we go out, do you, babes?” Lisa asks me.

Trying to keep my composure, I reply, “Sure, of course, you can. I need to get my workout in anyways, and then I’ll jump in the pool afterwards.”

Lisa finishes her coffee. “Cool, I’ll go get ready then.”

Lisa leaves the table and heads upstairs. Gemma, finally, removes her foot from my cock. I speak up, “And what do you think, you are playing at, mother.”

Gemma laughs. “I’m just returning the favour. If I have to be frustrated all week, then I am going to make damn sure you are, as well.” Standing up from the table, she walks around to me, grabs my face and pecks me on the lips. “You’re okay cleaning the table, aren’t you, Andrew?” She walks away, pleased with herself, as she also goes to get ready.

I let out a chuckle, the bitch was playing me at my own game, the wedding can’t come quick enough, I need to have my mother-in-law’s pussy so badly.

Just as I finish cleaning the breakfast pots, the girls come downstairs. “We’re off, babes, not sure how long we will be, grab yourself a bite to eat if you get hungry, don’t worry about us.” Lisa walks over, gives me a kiss on the cheek, then heads for the door. I tell them to have a good time and not to spend a fortune.

I head out to the workshop to start my workout. I put in a good session, trying to make sure I look good for the weekend. I grab a water out of the fridge and head out to the pool for a few laps. After about thirty minutes of swimming, I call it a day. Pulling myself out of the pool, I plonk myself onto the sun lounger and relax.

I must have nodded off, as the next thing I know, Lisa is waking me up. “Hey sleepyhead, you were out for the count; how long have you been asleep?”

Trying to get my bearings, “Errr, I don’t know,” I look at my watch and see a good hour has gone by. “I guess I was a little tired after my workout, I haven’t even had anything to eat yet.”

Lisa stands up from the lounger. “Get yourself inside and make a sandwich, I bet you’re starving. I’m heading for a shower, my face is a multitude of colours from all the makeup I’ve tried on, and I smell like a tart’s handbag with all the perfume testers. Mom is upstairs putting her stuff away, she will be down in a couple of minutes.”

I head into the kitchen and rustle up a quick chicken sandwich, with a can of Coke, to wash it down.

Halfway through eating, I see Gemma coming down the stairs, dressed, once again, in her silk dressing gown. “What do you call this, lazy day Sunday, mom?” I say cheekily.

Gemma walks towards me. “Well, not exactly, I just thought I would try on some of the stuff I bought.”

She throws open her gown, letting it drop to the floor. A goddess appears before me– Gemma has on this amazing silk set of white lingerie, with the same garter belt and stockings she modelled for me the day before, when the shit hit the fan. She was beautiful, like a bride on her wedding night.

Almost instantly, I get an erection. Gemma doesn’t stop walking, until she is standing right in front of me. “What do you think, Andrew? I thought I would give you a little taster of what you can expect at the wedding when you officially take me as yours.”

I was speechless. I wanted to throw her on the countertop and fuck her brains out. “Mom, you’re stunning. I mean, just look at you. Jesus, you’re so FUCKING HOT!!”

Gemma goes all shy. “Stop it, you’ll make me blush. I want to please you as much as I can.”

She pauses for a moment; I could tell she was thinking about something. Lifting her head, she continues, “You know with Lisa giving us her blessing, it’s kind of like we will be having our own little wedding this weekend, as well.”

I grin. “Is that so, mom? Do you think I’ll be able to handle two wives?”

Gemma takes my hand and pulls me forward, making me stand up from the stool. “Well, for me to be good wife, I will need to get some practice.” She drops to her knees, and pulls down my shorts. My cock slaps her in the face. Grabbing my cock with her hand, she looks up at me, “A quick one, won’t hurt will it, just whilst Lisa is in the shower.”

Before I can even reply, Gemma throws her head on my shaft, making herself gag.

Almost instantly, I know I won’t last long. “Mom. Shit, that feels amazing, but I’m going to blow any second.”

Gemma quickly removes me from her mouth, “Tell me when, son,” before going straight back to gagging my cock.

I grab a hold of my mother-in-law’s hair, but she slaps my hand away, she works her magic until I can hold on no longer. “Mom, FUCK… NOW, MOM, I’M CUMMING!!!”

In a flash, the bitch pulls herself off my cock, quickly pulls up my shorts, causing me to cum inside them.

“What the fuck, mom!” I say in shock, cum still spurting out of my cock. “Why did you do that?”

Gemma stands up, licking her lips, grabs her silk gown and starts putting it back on. She walks over to me and plants a single kiss on my forehead. “Now, now, Andrew, remember the rules.” She gives me a wicked smile and heads for the stairs.

I can’t say anything, she got me good. It’s obvious who is going to get the better of the game this week, and it’s certainly not going to be me. I have a strong feeling, I’ll be the one frustrated, come the wedding.

After a week of pure hell, Friday finally arrives, I’m at the end of my tether– I’m so fucking horny, its unbearable, the things this woman has done to me all week. I remind myself, that tonight is the night I can finally fuck my mother-in-law once more. I can’t wait to see Gemma’s face, when she realises Lisa is watching. Tonight can’t come quickly enough.

The bulk of the main wedding party is heading to the country club today, even though the wedding isn’t until tomorrow afternoon. We all plan on meeting tonight for a meal and a little party, once we are all settled into our rooms.

All of our bags are packed, I load them into the car, taking one more from Gemma, as she is coming down the stairs. “Let me grab that for you, mom.” Gemma, out of breath, “Thanks, son, you’re the best,” as she gently slaps my bum.

I shout upstairs to Lisa, “Are you nearly ready, babes, the car is fully loaded!” I can hear her on the phone, “You’re FUCKING kidding me! WHAT, are you serious!!” Me and Gemma look at each other with concern. We both run upstairs. Lisa is just hanging up the phone.

“What’s wrong, babe? Is everything okay?” I ask, worried.

Lisa jumps up and grabs her paramedic uniform. “Andy, there has been a massive accident at the refinery, they have called everyone in to help. It’s serious, several workers have already died.” Lisa is scurrying around to get her kit together. One thing I have learned from living with an emergency worker, is to expect the unexpected. I jump into action and help her.

I walk Lisa out to her car and put all her gear in the boot. I can see she is worried as she climbs into the driver’s seat. I reassure her, “Don’t worry, baby, everything will be okay.” She grabs hold of my hand. “I know, but we have planned for this weekend. It was supposed to be awesome, you know how much I’ve been looking forward to this.”

I try my hardest to put her mind at ease. “Hey, I’ll look after your mom, we will head down to the venue as planned, and you can follow up tomorrow, in time for the wedding. It will all work out.”

Lisa lets out a big sigh. “You’re right. I will call you whenever I can, to give you updates. No matter what happens, I won’t be missing Claire’s wedding.” I kiss her on the lips, and tell her to be careful, as she closes the car door.

Lowering the car window, Lisa motions for one more kiss. I lean in as she passionately kisses me, grabbing hold of my chin. Lisa looks at me, “Andy, you have my permission to fuck mom tonight, but you had better make sure, tomorrow’s show is just as good, OKAY?”

I was shocked. “Wow, yes, of course, baby. Fuck, Lisa, I don’t deserve you. You’re amazing.” She rolls her eyes at me. “Don’t you ever forget it.” She blows me one more kiss, then heads off to work.

Me and Gemma stand in the driveway in shock. Mom pipes up, “Well, that escalated in a hurry, didn’t it. Wow, I hope everything is all right.” I tell her that it never gets easy, when emergencies happen, you just get used to it.

“Right. Come on, mom, in the car; we have a two-hour drive ahead of us,” I tell my mother-in-law. Gemma looks at me, confused. “Wait. What? We are still going?”

I reassure Gemma, “Yes, we have learned over time, just to carry on with whatever Lisa’s job throws at us. Lisa has promised she will be at the wedding tomorrow, no matter what happens, so we will meet her there. Come on, in you get, and I’ll lock the house up.”

We had a nice drive, talking about everything and anything. The time goes by so quickly, the next thing we know, we are pulling up to the country club.

It is massive. Following the map that Claire, the bride, had given us, we worked our way around to a courtyard, reserved just for the wedding party. We even had a parking space with our name on it, nice touch, I thought.

We stretch our legs, after the long drive and head towards reception; Gemma links me as we head inside. The receptionist gives us a pleasant smile as we approach the desk. “Good afternoon, please may I take the name on the reservation.” I give my details, the lady hands me my key with the directions to our suite. The lady was about to walk away, when Gemma asked to book in also.

The receptionist looked confused. “My apologies, I thought you were husband and wife, I’m ever so sorry.” I make a joke to the receptionist, “No. No. WELL! She may as well be my wife, this is my mother-in-law.” The receptionist laughs as Gemma digs me in the ribs.

I hand my car keys to the receptionist, so the bellboy can take our luggage to the suites, the lady advises us that the bride is currently in the lounge having a drink. I thank her, and we head off in that direction.

Turning the corner, Claire sees us, and lets out a scream as she runs over and dives in for a big hug.

I go to tell Claire about Lisa, but before I can say anything, Claire stops me. “I know, I know, she has already been on the phone, saying sorry about one hundred times. Like I said to Lisa, as long as she is here for the ceremony, that’s all that matters, other people need her help at the moment more than I do, I understand.”

We have a few drinks together and catch up. Claire excuses herself, to make a few final preparations and to get ready for the evenings evening’s meal. Myself and Gemma decide to have a walk around the grounds before heading to our suites.

The place was is amazing, surrounded by breath taking breathtaking views, no matter where you looked. Gemma, links me again as we walk. She starts to gloat about the past week. “So, Andy, I told you I could go one more week without anything, didn’t I.”

I gently push her away. “Ye, ye, I know. In hindsight, I shouldn’t have said anything to you.”

Gemma laughs, “I’m glad you did, it’s been so fun watching you squirm. It’s good to know I can still have that effect on a man.”

I pull her back towards me and put my arm round her. “Don’t you worry, I will get my revenge soon enough for all of your teasing.”

She looks up at me, innocently, “Is Daddy going to punish me for being a naughty girl?”

We both laugh at each other. “Oh, just you wait, little lady, just you wait.” We head back towards the country club and head to our rooms. I tell Gemma that I’ll come and get her at seven o’clock.

I collapse on the bed and chill for five minutes, just then the phone rings. It’s Lisa. “Hi babe, how are you doing? Is everything under control?” I ask, concerned.

“Yeee, it’s been non-stop, the main incident is under control. We are still treating people for burns, but the worst of it is over,” she says, relieved. “How was the drive? Are you all checked in? Have you seen Claire?” Lisa quizzes.

“Yes, yes, we are all sorted. Your mom is currently getting ready for tonight’s meal, and yes, we saw Claire. She explained that you had been on the phone, she totally understands. You have nothing to worry about, just concentrate on staying safe and getting here as soon as you can,” I reassure her.

“Good, good, I’m sorry for this, babes. I know it can be a pain–” I cut her short, “You never have to apologise when you’re helping others, Lisa; that’s why I love you, you always think of others, so don’t be silly.”

Lisa continues, “I know, it just gets to me at times. Right. I had better get back to it., Remember, make sure you have fun tonight, but don’t use all your energy, mister. Love you loads and I will see you tomorrow, I’ll call when I’m on my way.”

I tell her, I love her also, as she hangs up the phone. I have an hour to kill before we head down to the meal, so I decide to take a nice, relaxing bath.

Whilst getting ready, I’m thinking of how to get revenge on my mother-in-law; she will not get away lightly, for what she has put me through this week. Tonight is going to be fun.

Seven o’clock comes around, and it’s time to head to the lounge for drinks before dinner. I head out of my room and make my way to mom’s. She had given me the key card intended for Keith, so I let myself in.

As soon as I walked in, my jaw hit the floor, Gemma is stood in front of the mirror, in this elegant, emerald-green, silk dress, with a slit on the side which came up to her hip; her hair was tied up; she looked perfect, my god I was speechless. Gemma looks at me through the mirror and gives me a twirl. “Will this do for my young hubby? Does this old girl scrub up well?” I say nothing, walking towards her, I put my arms around her waist. “Mom, you look like a million dollars,” I lean down and give her a kiss, “truly, I’m lost for words.”

Gemma gets all shy. “It’s been a long time since I made this much effort, I hope you like it.”

I give her one more kiss, slightly longer this time. “You are perfect. Come on, mom, I want to show you off.”

We make our way down to the lounge, everyone is there; we get ourselves a couple of drinks, and start to mingle. After about twenty minutes, we are called to the dining hall.

We are seated at the back of the room, with two people missing from our party, we had a table, all to ourselves, so we sat next to each other, overlooking everyone else.

The food was amazing, and the company was even better; it was so effortless to speak to Gemma. After the main course, whilst waiting for dessert, I decide to have some fun.

Slowly, I move my hand under the table and place it on my mother-in-law’s lap. She looks over at me and gives me a gentle smile. I begin to rub her leg until her dress falls aside; Gemma goes to adjust herself, but I stop her by gently knocking her hand away. She looks up at me, I shake my head, lean in and whisper,

“You HAVE! been a bad girl this week, and yes, DADDY is going to punish you for all the teasing you have put me through. I want you to place both your hands on top of the table, and you’re not to move them; do you understand, baby girl?” Gemma looks at me, worried; her head darts around the room looking at everyone.

I repeat my order with a more assertive tone, “Excuse ME! little madame, are you disobeying your daddy?” She quickly shakes her head, and proceeds to place her hands on the table. I can see she is nervous, which makes it so more exciting. I start rubbing her leg once more, softly to make her skin tingle. With each rub, I move closer and closer to her pussy. When I reach it, I’m pleasantly surprised to find she has on silk panties to go with her silk dress.

Rubbing up and down the front of her knickers, almost instantly, I can feel she is wet. I apply pressure, forcing her folds apart, which coats her panties even more. Gemma’s breathing gets deeper, as her legs open a little. Skillfully, I pull her panties aside whilst looking over the crowd, to make sure no one is staring at us. I slide one of my fingers deeply into her cunt; Gemma, takes in a sharp breath, but remains composed, so as not to attract any attention. Coating my finger with her juices, I slowly remove it from her red-hot pussy, pull my hand out from under the table, and place the finger in my mouth to taste her. Gemma looks at me, shocked, with wide eyes, then looks around the room, concerned.

I discreetly place my hand back under the table, this time sliding my hand downwards into her soaking knickers, then I go to work on her swollen clit.

I whisper to my mother-in-law’s ear, whilst edging her closer to her orgasm, “Oh my god, you taste so good, daddy wants to eat you for dessert, instead, baby girl.”

Gemma looks at me with lust; she doesn’t speak, the glaze over her eyes, coupled with her faster breathing, tells me she is about to erupt.

Suddenly, I see a waiter approaching our table, it must be our desserts; I pause for a split second and think– fuck it. I work faster and harder on mom’s clit; all of a sudden, Gemma clasps her legs shut and grabs the tablecloth tightly with both hands, visibly shaking– she is cumming, I can feel my hand soaked.

The young waiter places our desserts in front of us. “Is there anything else I can do for you both,” he asks, very politely.

I reply, “Nothing for me, thank you; what about you, Gemma?” She stays silent for a moment, her legs still tight together, with my hand locked between them. I scold her, “Don’t be rude, honey, the young gentleman asked you a question.”

Gemma finally manages to get some words out, “No thank you, dear.” Her voice shaking as she speaks.

The waiter asks, “Is everything okay, ma’am?” Gemma quickly nods her head. The waiter looks at me, I throw him a wink of my eye, then look down towards my arm, then back to him. He looks down, sees where my hand is, looks at Gemma’s clenched fists, full of tablecloth, then realises. His eyebrows raise, then he gives me a subtle grin, with a nod of his head. “Very well, I hope the two of you, have as much fun with the rest of your evening,” as he casually walks away.

Gemma slowly releases her tight grip on the table cloth, then unclasps her legs, freeing my hand, allowing the blood to flow once more. She turns to me, “Is it okay for me to go clean up, Daddy?” still remaining in character. “Of course you can, sweetie, you have been such a good girl,” I reply.

Gemma adjusts herself before standing, making sure her dignity is intact, moving through the crowd, she disappears into the restrooms.

I have to admit, that was fucking awesome; me and Lisa had done stuff like that in the past, but that had been surrounded by strangers. The fact that this is friends and family around us, makes it so much more taboo.

About five minutes later, my mother-in-law appears from the restroom, making her way back to the table; she looks flustered.

As Gemma sits down, she leans across to me. “Andy, I walk into the toilets and there was my granddaughter, your niece, Lily freshening up. Of course, she wanted to chat and give me a hug, meanwhile I have cum, slowly dripping down my legs. She wouldn’t shut up, bless her, I feel awful. In the end, I had to stop her dead and tell her I needed to pee badly. I’ll have to go apologise later on. Anyways, YOU! my panties are so wet, I had no choice but to put them in a sanitary bag and stuff them in my purse.”

I let out a laugh, “Is it a little breezy down there, mom?” She slaps my arm. “Stop it you, that was so naughty.” I quickly reply, “Yes, it was, but I bet you loved it.”

Gemma pauses for a second, “It was weird, scary and amazing all at the same time. Being surrounded by so many people had me nervous at first, then it started to feel good, then the cute waiter walked over. I could see him walking over, but I didn’t want it to stop. I was too far gone to care about anything else, which was scary. I tried my hardest to stop the orgasm which only made it worse. I exploded just as he got to the table, then I went all dizzy, trying to keep it together. Then you start telling me to answer the young man, you bastard; I couldn’t speak, nothing came out. It was so wrong, but that feeling was on another level.” She laughs at herself, “Just goes to show what I’ve been missing out on, doesn’t it, baby,” as she turns to look at me.

I grab hold of her hand. “Don’t you worry, mom, we’re just getting started, by the time this weekend is over, you will be a different woman.”

She smiles. “Is that so? Yes, I will have my new younger husband to keep me entertained.”

I thought to myself, if only she knew what was coming, she will end up with more than a new husband.

We finish eating our dessert, the entire party proceeds back into the lounge for evening drinks. Gemma links me, as we make our way down the corridor. “Andy, quick detour, I’m running to my room to hide this evidence. I don’t fancy walking around talking to others, with cum-soaked knickers in my purse.” I laugh and tell her that I’ll grab a wine for her return.

Making my way to the bar, I can see my two little nieces waiting to be served. I go up behind them and put both my arms around their shoulders. “What can I get the two most beautiful ladies here tonight to drink?”

Lily and Faye turn around. “Uncle Andy!!!” They both dive in for a big hug. Both of them looked amazing, especially Lily, the older of the two.

I’ve always known her as this skinny little blonde thing, cute as a button, but this last year has certainly seen changes in her body. Definitely a late bloomer, but my god, it was worth the wait. She had a low-cut top on, which only just held in her amazing tits and skin-tight black PVC pants which showcases her arse on display for all to see. What I wouldn’t give to fuck that tight ass.

“Right, girls, all your drinks are on me tonight; whenever you need a refill, come sweet talk, old Uncle Andy.”

Both start girly clapping, “Thanks, Uncle Andy, you’re the best,” simultaneously they both kiss me on the cheeks. I warn them, “Don’t get too drunk, or your mother will cut my balls off.”

“We won’t, we promise,” both turning round to order their drinks. Lily quickly turns back around, whilst Faye is talking to the barman. “I wouldn’t let mom do that to my favourite Uncle,” she quickly plants a kiss on my lips, then turns back around, all giddy.

What the fuck was that? I thought.

Standing in front of me, Lily is on her tiptoes, then drops back down, causing her perfect ass to shake each time; I was mesmerised by the sight. She turns around and catches me looking directly at her bum. “Busted,” she says. I quickly look upwards, trying to act normal, but she knew what she was doing. I laugh, “Well, stop doing what you’re doing, then.” The barman hands them their drinks. As she is walking away, “Well, where is the fun in that, Uncle.”

Jesus Christ, I need to take a cold shower, I thought.

I order my drinks, and head across the room to find a table. As I’m walking, my sister-in-law, Anne (Lily’s mum), waves me over. As I reach the table, Anne pats her hand on the seat next to her. Sitting myself down, I place the drinks on the table.

Anne is quick to act like the big sister. “I don’t want you wandering around alone, Andy, with my sister not being here. You can be part of our posse tonight.”

I let out a chuckle. “I don’t know if I’m cool enough, sis, I’m not down with the kids,” as I point my heads towards her daughters.

Anne’s eyes open wide. “TELL me about it! I don’t understand half the stuff these kids do today, online with their friends, randomly TikToking and dancing when we are out, dressing soooo inappropriate, I’m like what the fuck! We were a different generation growing up.

I agree with her, “It’s true, Anne. The things I see, just leave me thinking, are they for real?

“Anyways enough about them, how are you doing since Dave fucked off?” (Dave was her, now ex-husband who had a drinking problem, basically a loser, who cared more about himself than his family.)

Anne lets out a big sigh. “Fiiiine, I suppose. I have no choice. I’m on autopilot most of the day with work and looking after those two terrors. It’s nice to get out; did you know, this is the first time I’ve been out since that prick left me, it’s nice to get out and have some fun for once.”

I pull her in and give her a big hug. “Don’t worry, sis, you’re doing great. Like I said before, if there is anything I can do to help, then make sure you let me know, don’t try to cope with everything by yourself.”

Anne places her head on my shoulder. “I know…you’re right, and yes, I will call upon you if I need anything.” She plants a quick kiss on my cheek. “You’re like the brother I never had, Andy, always got my back.”

I puff out my chest. “DAMN right I do, no one fucks with my sister-in-law. No feeling down this weekend, RIGHT? Have as much fun as you can, and let your hair down, go crazy.”

Anne peps up, “Yeee, why the hell not, I’ve done nothing wrong. Why the fuck should I suffer? I’m going to get a bottle of champagne, fuck it!”

I jump up. “Sit your ass down, sis, I’m buying.” I head off to the bar to get the bottle and some glasses. As I head back to the table, mom walks in. I wave her over and we all sit down, and start the night off right.

We have a whale of a time, I’ve never laughed so much. We go through a further two bottles of champagne, not to mention an unknown number of shots, as well. Everyone is merry and having a blast; it was nice to see both girls forgetting about their problems and enjoying themselves.

It was getting late. We needed to think about heading our separate ways; otherwise, we would be in no fit state, for tomorrow’s big day. Being the sensible one of the group, I tell the girls we should call it a night. Anne pipes up, “Booooo, stop being a party pooper, bro, it’s only early.” Anne picks up her phone, trying to focus on the screen with one eye closed in her drunken state. “Shit, you’re right, look at the time, mom, it’s gone eleven.”

Gemma sits upright. “REALLY? WOW, time flies when you’re having fun. Okay, Andy, your right. I want to go outside for some fresh air first to clear my head; would you mind keeping me upright, honey.”

We all stand up, both Gemma and her daughter Anne, are a little wobbly on their feet. They give each other a hug and say their goodnights. I ask Anne if she will be okay getting to her room. In a drunken slur, she replies, “Don’t worry, bro, I’ve got this.”

Then all of a sudden, she shouts out, “LILY, FAYE, get your ass over here and help your mother to her room!” I burst out laughing. Anne looks up at me. “Well, they might as well be good for something.”

Both my nieces make their way over. Lily chimes in, “For god’s sake, mom, stop it, you’re embarrassing me.” Anne comes back without skipping a beat, “Well, it makes a change for once, then doesn’t it.”

We all start laughing. Lily is not impressed. I snap at Lily, “Look after your mom and don’t be disrespectful.” She drops her head. “Yes, Uncle Andy, sorry.”

Anne with her arms around her daughters, all head off in the direction of their rooms.

Me and my mother-in-law make our way out into the gardens. Gemma has her arms inside my jacket, hugging me to keep warm. “Andy, I know I’m a little drunk…okay a lot drunk, but I’ve had such a good night tonight, thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me, mom. It’s just nice to see you enjoying yourself and having fun,” I say honestly.

We walk a little further, in silence, then Gemma says something, “Sunlight.”

I look at her confused. “Errr, no, mom, that’s the moon; how drunk are you?”

Gemma removes her arms from around me. “No silly, SUNLIGHT! that’s my safe word.”

We look at each other for a moment, I’m trying to compute what Gemma has just said. She takes hold of my hand. “Come on, let’s go back to my room.”

We make our way back through the gardens, then through the lounge area. I spot a bottle of champagne on the table, we didn’t get through; it was still half full. Pulling mom back for a second. “Hold on, we might as well take this with us, rather than it going to waste.”

Entering Gemma’s suite, I put the bottle down on the dressing table, as Gemma turns around. “Sit yourself down, honey. I’m just going to get changed into something more comfortable.” I take my suit jacket off, fold it neatly, placing it onto the back of a chair, loosen my tie, and undo my top shirt button.

I go to pour another glass of champagne into one of the tumblers they provide with the bottled water in your room, when my mother-in-law appears from the bathroom, totally naked.

I stop dead in my tracks, my mouth opens wide. Gemma slowly walks over to me and takes the bottle and glass from my hands, placing them back onto the dressing table. Taking my hand, she guides me to the chair, I had just placed my jacket on, and sits me down, her hands shaking.

I go to speak, but Gemma puts a finger on my lips to stop me. Pausing for a moment, she takes a deep breath. “Daddy, I know I’ve been a very very bad girl this week, teasing you, pushing you, being disobedient, not following the rules. I know I need to be disciplined, I’m ready for my punishment.”

I look up at my naked mother-in-law, shocked. “Are you sure about this, mom?” She gently nods her head.

Now I know why the safe word was mentioned. This is what I had planned for tonight, especially given what that bitch, had put me through this whole week, but the fact that she wants it as well, makes me so fucking horny. Unbeknownst to Gemma, about an hour ago I had taken a Viagra, as I was planning on fucking her relentlessly, all night, until she collapses.

She has no idea what is about to happen, let’s see if I can break her, I thought to myself.

I stand up from the chair, un-tuck my shirt and pull it over my head, throwing it to the floor. I take hold of mom’s hand and guide her to the foot of the bed, pushing on her shoulders, for her to sit down.

She looks so innocent, her legs tight together, with her arms down by her sides, waiting nervously. I take hold of her chin and slowly lift her head up to look at me, as she makes eye contact, I begin.

“Yes, baby girl, you have been very naughty this week, just remember this is for your own good. I’m about to punish you like you have never felt before. I have no doubt that you will be using your safe word, before the night is through.”

Gemma blurts out, “NO I WON’T DADDY, I can take it, I’m a big girl!”

Pulling back my free hand, CRACK!! I slap my mother-in-law across her face.

She is shocked, pulling her hand up to her face. Before she can recover, I grab hold of her throat, applying moderate pressure.

I give her an angry look. “My daughter doesn’t speak, unless spoken to, do you understand me?!” With her facing going red, she nods quickly.

“Take out my cock, and start sucking it, like your life depended on it, NOW!!!”

Gemma panics, quickly trying to undo my trousers. Lowering the zip, she struggles to free my cock. The Viagra I had taken, had well and truly taken effect, my shaft is so hard, she can’t bend it to get it free.

I snap at her, “FOR FUCK’S SAKE, you stupid bitch! What are you doing, trying to snap my cock?”

Her hands are shaking all over the place. “I…I…I’m sorry, Daddy.”

CRACK! I slap the other side of her face hard. “WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY ABOUT TALKING, BITCH?”

My mother-in-law cowers back on the bed, holding her face, she goes to speak, but stops herself, closing her mouth.

I rip off my belt, folding it in my hand. “Get on your hands and knees, and put your fucking arse over the edge of this bed. RIGHT NOW!”

Quickly, she jumps up, leaps onto the bed, doing as she’s told.

I gently stroke the belt over her naked ass cheeks. “You’re in for a long night, little one, you failed at your first task, you couldn’t even free my cock, that’s not good enough.”

I raise my arm, high above me and swing down hard, BANG! I land a clean hit on her right buttock, she screams out loud in pain, “ARRRGGHHHH!” throwing herself forward onto the bed.

I scold her, “This is not the position you’re supposed to be in, slut.” With her legs shaking, she slowly raises her ass back up, without saying a word.

Just as she assumes the correct position, BANG!!! I hit her right cheek again, causing her to scream without opening her mouth; her legs tighten, but this time, she remains in position. I rain down six more blows in quick succession, one after the other, as hard as I can. Burying her head into the bed, Gemma screams out in pain and begins to cry, as she collapses forward onto the bed.

I grab hold of her arm, pull her up and force her to sit on the end of the bed once more, tears are streaming down her face. “Let’s try this once more, baby girl– take out my cock and begin sucking on daddy’s toy.”

With a sense of urgency, she quickly goes for my trouser button, pulls down my trousers and underwear, causing my raging hard-on to spring free from captivity. Gemma dives onto my cock and begins deepthroating me as hard as she can.

Gagging and coughing on my cock, I tell her to look at me. Her eyes are red from crying and her mouth is covered in spit, tears and my pre-cum all mixed together, she looks amazing.

I praise her, “Good girl, you’re doing great, make daddy fuck your dirty little mouth.” This spurs Gemma on, as she tries her hardest to please me, I can feel my cock going down the back of her throat, the sensation is incredible.

In a gentle tone, I give mom her next task. “Honey, I want you to put daddy’s cock all the way into your mouth, ’til your lips are touching my belly. Then I want you to hold it for ten seconds without moving. I’m not going to help you; I want to see you do this by yourself. Can you do that, for daddy?”

Gemma pulls off my cock, looks up at me and nods, “Yes, Daddy. I want you to be proud of me,” as she wipes her mouth clean.

Composing herself, she gets down off the bed onto her knees. Taking a deep breath, she throws her head onto my cock. Instantly, she starts to convulse and pulls back off my cock. Before I have time to scold her, she jumps back onto my cock to try again. This time, she manages to hold it for three seconds before she starts gurgling and choking; falling back, she coughs a load of spit all over the floor.

I can see she is getting frustrated.

Spitting the rest of the contents out of her mouth, she goes for a third time. Her eyes are tightly closed, she is giving it everything; her legs start slamming off the floor, but at six seconds, she again falls back off my cock, nearly puking up.

As Gemma is gasping for breath, I slowly bend over and pick up my belt. Gemma sees this. “No, no. Please, Daddy, not the belt, pleeeease,” she starts to sob.

Wrapping the belt in my hand, I look at her. “I thought you wanted to make daddy proud, baby girl.” I pause for a moment, whilst looking at her; tears begin to roll down her face.

“RIGHT. Back on the bed, on all fours again!” I shout at her.

Pulling herself up from a slump on the floor, she clears her throat, looking up at me, crying. A sense of determination appears on her face– she wipes away her tears, takes a deep breath and throws herself onto my cock once more.

I begin to count, “One, Two, Three, Four, Five.”

She begins to convulse once again, coughing on my cock; all of a sudden, she throws her arms around my ass. Linking her hands together, she pulls my body tightly to her face.

“Six, Seven–”

Suddenly, she lets out this gut-wrenching sound, as her stomach goes inwards, she spews up on my cock. Clear liquid comes flying out of her nose and mouth with force. Banging her legs on the floor, harder this time, she remains locked with her arms tight together, as she continues throwing up on my cock. Her whole body begins to shake as she forces herself to push through the pain.

“Eight, Nine, Ten!”

Gemma releases her grip and collapses to the floor, frantically trying to suck in air whilst throwing up at the same time.

I put the belt down and drop to my knees to help, rubbing her back. I fill her with praise, “That was amazing, princess; you did it.”

After a few moments, her breathing calms and she manages to compose herself. She looks up at me, with black eyes, where her mascara has run from the tears. ” Did I make you proud, Daddy?” letting out a little cough.

“Honey, that was amazing, you didn’t give up, you pushed yourself past your limits, which makes me extremely proud.” I pick her up from the floor in my arms, and walk her over to the bed, placing her down gently. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

I go into the bathroom and grab some wet wipes and a glass of water then return to her side. I wipe her face and body down; luckily, it seems to be only the champagne that came back up, otherwise it would have been a lot worse.

I throw away the wipes and sit beside her on the bed, stroking her hair whilst she recovers. “For being such a good girl, I think you deserve a reward, would you like that, sweetie?”

Gemma looks at me with a little smile. “Yes please, Daddy.”

“Lay on your back for me, honey. I want to kiss you and make you feel good,” I tell her.

“I would like that, Daddy.” Gemma moves up the bed, lays down and opens her legs, Instantly, I see her pussy is dripping wet. I nestle in between her legs and slowly work my tongue around her pussy, licking up every inch of creamy goodness she has to offer. Licking her ass and her pussy hole, I work my way up to her clit and begin to suck.

Gemma bucks her hip upwards. “That’s it, Daddy, oh my god.”

I continue, nibbling and flicking her clit with my tongue. “Tell me what you’re feeling, my horny little slut; let daddy know when you’re getting close, baby.”

Gemma responds, “It’s fucking amazing, Daddy, I can feel it building in my tummy.”

I insert one finger into her pussy, sliding in effortlessly; I enter two fingers with no resistance at all. Then three fingers, I begin to rub the top of her wall. This does the trick.

“Shit, Daddy, keep going, that feels incredible.”

With a river flowing out of my mother-in-law’s pussy, I force a fourth finger in, rubbing every inch of her insides. She begins to buck uncontrollably.

Gemma tries to speak, breaking character, “Fu… Fu… Fuck, ANDY! That feels…SHIT, I’m so full. FUCK! FUCK! I’m going to cum all over you, baby. DON’T STOP! Andy, please don’t stop.”

I position my hand, so my thumb is tucked into my fingers, then proceed to try to squeeze, my full hand into mom’s dripping pussy. I manage to push in just past my thumb, before meeting resistance from her entrance.

Gemma looks down and realises what I’m trying to do. “SON, NO! There’s no way you can do that. OWWWW! That hurts, it’s too much, Andy.”

I ignore her pleas for me to stop, pushing harder and harder. Slowly, I can feel her pussy opening for me.

“Arrrrrgghhh, Andy, you’re tearing me apart, make it stop, please make it stop,” she begs.

With one final push, my whole hand jumps forward into her gaping pussy with a POP!

Gemma yelps out, but almost instantly her pain subsides. “Fuck me, what have you done, look at it, your whole fist is inside my pussy, Give me a minute, please don’t move, Andy; let me get used to it. Oh my God, I feel so fucking full, JESUS!!”

Granting her wish, I hold still for a moment, letting her adapt; then, I slowly begin to rotate my clenched fist inside, making sure I hit every part of her stuffed vagina.

Gemma throws her arms out, to grab hold of the bed. “JESUS–FUCKING–CHRIST, SON! I can feel everything, you’re hitting every spot, all at the same time. Keep doing what you’re doing.”

I continue to rotate my fist, but start to pull out a little, then push back in. Her pussy is so well lubricated, it becomes more and more accepting of my fist.

Gemma is throwing herself around the bed, becoming very boisterous. “What the fuck, son, oh my god, you’re fisting your dirty little cum-slut-of-a-mother. FUCK, fuck, I need to cum. Andy, I need to fucking cum so bad, go faster, please.”

I’m having trouble keeping my momentum going, with her freaking out on the bed. So I grab hold of one of her legs, lift it up and throw it over my shoulder. Now, she is on her side, legs wide open, one on the bed and one over my shoulder.