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Authors name: Cindy (a12dd@hotmail.com)
Story title : Thawing the In-law

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Thawing the In-law (MFF, inc)
By Cindy (a12dd@hotmail.com)

***

An incest story, what more can I say? Weird enough to be 
true....

***

I was lucky I got a job, but it was in the city, 400 mile 
from the little bush town where we lived. Still, it would 
be a welcome break. We, I mean my wife and I lived with 
her Mother since we were married. This wasn't a bad 
thing, except for one aspect, her Mother was not 
accepting of her daughter's wanton abandon the bedroom.

When we where first married, she walked in on us several 
times while we were having sex. I didn't mind, in fact it 
was a bit of a turn on for me; having my wife's mother 
watching us from the doorway, thinking we didn't know. I 
got off quickly knowing that she was watching her 
daughter getting hammered into the mattress by me.

Everything was all right, until I got home from work one 
day. My wife met me at the door, and we went straight to 
the bedroom, as newly weds do. We made passionate love 
wasting no time with fore play. She seemed to be 
permanently wet, and I was always hard.

She was ripping my clothes off as we entered the room, my 
shirt half out the door, holding it ajar, I was forced 
back onto the bed, by my panting wife who explained, "I 
want on top this time, its my turn," I didn't resist, why 
should I?

My mother in law, Edith walked past our room, as we were 
well under way, and must have noticed the shirt jammed in 
the door. She stopped to watch the show. This was nothing 
unusual, both of Connie's (my wife) sisters had felt me 
up, and even walked in on me while I was in the shower. 
And they regularly stopped at the door to watch us at 
play. I think they loved to see their little sister 
having so much fun. After having kept herself pure for 28 
years, it was time for her to make up for lost time.

Anyway, Edith was looking in, and when she saw her 
youngest daughter sliding herself up and down the whole 
length of my dick, she became upset. 

It was obvious she'd had an unsatisfactory sex life when 
her husband was still alive, and she didn't think sex was 
something women were meant to enjoy. It was OK to see me 
pounding into her daughter that was the way it was done. 
But to see Connie enjoying it, this was too much for her 
mother. Connie was a slut to do that as far as she was 
concerned.

So after a good dressing down by her mother, Connie was 
more circumspect for a while. Life was OK as long as 
Connie kept quiet while we made love (a hard thing for a 
girl who is naturally noisy). We also made double sure 
the door was locked before Connie climbed astride. 

This was the way things were, until I got my job in the 
city. There was no way we could afford the rent, so we 
bought a pop-up style camper trailer, and towed it down 
to a cheap trailer park on the edge of the city.

Life was good! We had the canvas top of that trailer 
shaking hard every night and every morning. Our neighbors 
were mostly old people, and I am a big enough man that no 
one gave Connie any trouble. I was a bit worried one of 
the younger drug addict punks living near us might get a 
bit carried away listening to Connie's lusty groaning and 
screaming and try something on her while I was away, but 
that didn't happen. 

After a month or so, Edith informed us she was coming to 
visit. This was great news for Connie, but I was a bit 
worried, we had only one bed in the trailer, the other we 
used as a table. The sleeping arrangements would be 
awkward to say the least. 

Edith arrived shortly before I got home from work, with a 
bad back from traveling all day from the early hours on 
the bus. Connie was rubbing her back on our bed, straight 
away she met me with, "Honey, can you have a look at 
Mom's back, it's all knotted up, and my hands aren't 
strong enough to do any good, please, honey." She 
pleaded, making eyes at me.

"OK," I agreed. She was here so I might as well be nice 
about it, "I'll see what I can do."

I set to work, the muscles each side of her spine was all 
bunched up into tight ropes, and there were knots 
everywhere. There was no doubt, she was hurting. I rubbed 
up and down her spin, my fingers catching on her bra 
straps each stroke, 
"I'm going to have to undo this, if that's OK, it's 
getting in the way," I told Edith, pinging her straps 
gently. "Is that OK?"

"I suppose so," she replied, looking at Connie. Connie 
wasn't worried. Edith reached under her shirt, and 
unhooked her bra, removing it without taking her shirt 
off. 

I kept rubbing her back, working her muscles, they were 
considerably looser now, but the shirt was chaffing her 
skin, I could see red chafe marks where it rode up at her 
waist. 

"Edith, I am going to take your shirt off, it's chaffing 
your skin, and I don't want to hurt you." (God, I'd never 
hear the end of it I did.) "Connie, can you get me the 
baby oil? I need it for your mum's skin, it's sort of 
chaffing here."

Connie blushed, she was still shy at anything sexual 
especially around her mother. She didn't want her mum to 
know how we used our oil, THAT it was sexual. She passed 
it to me, and took her seat again, watching us.

Edith took her shirt off, trying to keep her breasts 
hidden from my sight. It didn't work, she was exposed 
totally several times. Connie and I both looked at her 
and then smiled at each other. Her mum wasn't bad 
looking, her breasts sagged a bit and she had a bit of 
love handles, but all in all, for a 50-year-old woman, 
she was in great shape. This was the first time I had 
seen her topless, and it gave me an idea. I wanted to see 
if I could make her horny. A few days of being horny 
might get rid of a few hang-ups she had. 

She lay on the bed, hiding her breasts out of sight under 
her, I tipped a little bit of oil on her back, and 
started to massage her again. Connie had tea done 
virtually now, it was on the stove, on a low heat, and 
she was sitting back watching us and making small talk 
about her family at home. I kept working away, more 
sensually now than anything, but Edith, who definitely 
hadn't been touched by a man for many years, and then 
only brutally at the hands of a drunk husband was not 
complaining. 

I decided to try something bold, I wanted to feel her 
boobs so I told her,
"Edith, I have to put some pressure on your ribs now, 
where they meet your spine, you're going to have to sit 
up a bit, but I'll stay here behind you, and I won't 
look. OK?"

"I suppose so," she said as she sat up, I pushed at her 
ribs steadily, enough pressure to make her lean forward. 
I wrapped an arm around her, at the bottom of her rib 
cage to steady her. Then moving higher up, she leaned 
forward, I held her, until my arm encountered bosom.

"Excuse me, ah... I'm just going to maul you a bit here, 
I've got to move this out of the way," I explained as I 
lifted her boobs with one hand and sat them on my arm 
that was supporting her. They were cool and very soft 
against my arm. I did this several times, finally not 
even warning her. She was comfortable with it, and why 
not? Connie was in the same room with us, watching. What 
could happen?

"OK," I scooted around from behind her now, and looked at 
her squarely, "I need you to lie down again, your lower 
back needs a bit of work yet. How are you feeling 
better?"

"Oh yes much better, this is really making me feel 
better."

I looked away as she lay down following my instructions. 
Connie met my eye, a smile on her face. She was pleased 
to see me taking care of her mum, and I had no doubt she 
was fascinated seeing me handle her Mum's boobs like 
this.

I tugged gently at the waist of Edith's shorts, "These'll 
have to come down, or they'll get all oily," I told her 
matter-of-factly. 

"OK, I suppose, just don't pull them too far down." She 
lifted her hips to allow me to lower the shorts. I 
grasped both her shorts and her cotton panties and pulled 
them down steadily until three quarters of her backside 
was exposed. She lowered her hips suddenly and said in a 
no nonsense voice, "That's far enough!"

I stopped. I was sure I would have her naked before we 
were done, and If I could get her naked, I could make her 
horny too. I was sure of it.

I massaged her lower back, putting a fair amount of 
pressure on the hollows of her hips, I know that it is a 
tender spot in most people, and it sure was with Edith.

"OWWW!" she protested as I rubbed across the top of her 
pelvis, and ran my hands down her hips.

"Is that a bit tender?" I asked innocently.

"You bet it is, can you do something about it?"

"Sure I can, but I'm going to have to take your short 
off, I have to have full access to your hips and buttocks 
if I'm going to work these kinks out. If it's OK with you 
I'll keep going. 

"Ok, don't you worry about that," She replied 
confidently. Lifting her hips, she slid her shorts and 
panties off in one movement. I looked between her legs as 
she did that, seeing her pussy. It had bare lips, unlike 
Connie's, which was covered with a fine downy hair. Then 
it disappeared as she lowered herself onto the bed again. 
She kicked her clothes to the foot of the bed. 

Connie smiled, when she saw me looking at her mum's 
pussy. I looked at her and winked at her. This was a bit 
surprising, that Edith would even consider lying naked in 
front of her own daughter, let alone me. But I guess it 
was for a legitimate reason. And I was going to make the 
most of it. 

I went to work, kneading her muscles, squeezing her bum, 
her thighs, I opened her legs enough that I could firmly 
knead her inner thigh muscles, bumping her soft mound and 
her pussy as often as I could. The first time I did touch 
it, she jumped.

"Are you OK? Did I press too hard?" I asked. I pretended 
not to know that I'd bumped into her pussy with the side 
of my hand. 

"Oh, it's OK, I'm... I'm just not used to being touched I 
guess," She replied, quickly adding, "No one touches me 
there on my legs, that's all, I'm not used to it."

"All right, I'll try to be more careful, I'll rub in 
bigger circles instead then." I told her, then did so, 
actually pushing against her sex more firmly this time. 
She settled down, thinking I was just a clumsy boy.

I opened her legs a bit wider and watched closely as I 
brushed against her pussy again, first on one side then 
the other. As I changed legs I stopped this as I noticed 
her pussy opening up a bit. I worked my way down her legs 
to her feet, my goal achieved. I had stirred the fires in 
her that she had tried to keep extinguish for so long. 
She was horny, I could tell. 

When I reached her feet, I informed her, "OK, Time to 
roll over now, I've got to get at your front to finish 
this up right."

"I can't, I'm uncovered," she complained.

"Use my towel to hide yourself, if you like," I offered. 
I made no attempt to get it for her, but sat back and 
watched as she reached for it, her boobs hanging straight 
down from her chest. I wanted so much to hold them, knead 
them, feel them. I even fantasized about making her 
scream with lust.

Edith grabbed the towel, and covered herself with it and 
rolled over onto her back. I started working from her 
feet up again, as I got to her mid calf, I raised her 
knees, opening her legs again at the same time, "To work 
on the muscles properly."

This moved the towel again so I had an unobstructed view 
of her pussy again. Her bush was dark brown, with a few 
gray flecks in it, I was surprised to see that a woman 
goes gray there too.

I worked my way down her thigh again, this time actually 
dragging an "accidental" finger very gently the full 
length of her slit, she was definitely wet there now, and 
her pussy was gaping at me, her inner lips exposed, and 
her little bud visible to me.

I worked my way up her other leg, reaching over her to 
did so. As I raised her thigh this time, it was very 
obvious I would be looking at her pussy, and she tried to 
hold her legs together. Looking at me as she did so.

I kept steady pressure on her legs, overpowering her, and 
when it was obvious I was being obstinate, she suddenly 
gave in, and I had her open and exposed. Connie couldn't 
see what I could, but she wasn't dumb, she knew what I 
was looking at all right. But she gave no sign she 
minded, in fact from her conversation she seemed pleased.

I massaged Edith's calves, her thighs, I rubbed her pussy 
gently, at one time holding my little finger directly on 
her slightly parted inner lips, just below her bud, while 
I talked to her. Very innocently of course, explaining I 
would give her a very gentle "Butterfly Massage" across 
her stomach and chest.

I learned this technique before I was married, when I 
used to do it for the sergeant's wife for a little extra 
pocket money. I didn't mind, I got paid, I got to feel 
her tits and a few of her friends too. When she told them 
about me. Now I gave this very sensual, definitely sexual 
stroking caressing massage to Edith's naked torso, the 
towel finally falling away completely.

I started at the tops of her thighs, and worked my way 
over her soft pubic hair, just dipping my fingers into 
the edge of her sex, looking her in the eyes as I did 
this, as my fingers neared her sex, she closed her eyes, 
and they stayed closed as I worked my way across her 
stomach, her chest. I fondled her bosoms, squeezing and 
lifting, holding, and molding each one in turn one hand 
stroking her stomach from her bosom to her bush as I did.

Then running my fingers through her bush leisurely, 
touching the upper edges of her pussy lips, listening to 
her breathing becoming slightly shallower as I did so. 
Her hips lifted off the bed slightly once, then twice. It 
was enough. I draped the towel over her, and wiped the 
excess oil from her body with it, as a parent dries a 
child. 

"Ok, you're all done, I think you should feel a good bit 
better now," I told her.

"Mmmmm yes, I do. Thank you so much. I feel heaps 
better." She said in a content relaxed voice.

Then suddenly, she pushed the towel off herself, and 
rolled over on to her hands and knees, her backside 
sticking nearly into my face. She climbed down off the 
bed, her pussy making definite squelching noises as she 
did. She slipped her clothes on, minus underwear and 
informed us both, "I've got to go to the bathroom now, 
bye." She opened the door and stepped down, out of the 
camper, and headed off to the restrooms.

"Honey, did you hear that?" Connie asked incredulously.

"Hear what?" I asked innocently.

"Mom, she's wet... she's wet ... you know, down there... 
she's sexually exited, you turned her on," Connie was 
feeling a rush of emotions, excitement, joy for her 
Mother, and pride that could have that effect on her.

"Does that upset you?" I asked, this means a lot to me, I 
wouldn't do anything that would upset Connie. 

"No, no not at all." There is no hesitation. "It's good 
for her, everyone needs..." A hesitation, then, 
"Someone." she finished.

"But honey I don't want you to get any funny ideas about 
doing any more than just turn her on, got that mister?" 
Connie said half seriously, half joking.

"Wouldn't you share your man with your Mom?" I asked.

Connie thought about it, "I wouldn't like it much, but it 
would do her good I guess. I wouldn't mind I suppose."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to run off with your mum," I 
told her with a laugh. "You'll be here all the time with 
us, and she wouldn't have it any way."

Just then the door swung open, and Edith entered, a cold 
wind filling the trailer, blowing the gas out. 

"There's one hell of a storm blowing up out there, quick 
turn the gas off, before we go up in a fire ball."

Connie dived for the gas, I reached for the door as Edith 
stumbled in and we all landed in a heap. Connie extracted 
herself and shut the gas off.

Edith was still lying on top of me, one boob nearly 
smothering me. I open my mouth to say something and 
realized that her nipple was pressed against my lips. 
Instinctively I closed my lips over it through her shirt. 
Then I realized what was happening, and we extricated 
ourselves. I felt her hand on my crotch briefly as she 
struggled to her feet. 

Most men look at older women and write them off. They sag 
here and there. But I reason, that if a woman lets me 
feel her intimate parts she's willing to do more. I 
figure that an older woman would appreciate a young man 
somewhat more that young women do because they don't 
usually get a crack at one.

We stood up, and arranged ourselves for dinner. The meal 
passed uneventfully, apart from a fierce wind building up 
outside, making the canvas slap around us, and the 
trailer rock as it blew.

We started to set up another bed for Edith, then Connie 
worrying about the storm suggests that since it is so 
windy and cold, we should all sleep in the big bed. 

I looked at the two of them, and then at the bed. It 
would be a squeeze but with the dropping temperature, it 
wouldn't be a problem. I was interested.

It is dark outside now, it is getting late the sun had 
gone down hours ago. We had a quick couple of shots of 
whiskey for a nightcap and turned out the lights. As I 
got into bed I strip off as I always sleep naked. Connie 
slips a big oversize T-shirt on, modesty for her mum. And 
Edith slips into a similar loose t-shirt. I end up on the 
edge of the bed facing into the camper, Edith against the 
canvas wall, and Connie in the middle.

We lay there trying to go to sleep, whistling around the 
trailer, the wind rocking us as gusts of wind billow 
beneath the trailer on occasion. I have a hardon and it 
is pressing into Connie's back. She reaches around and 
sliding her nighty up, she maneuvers herself onto it. 

So I'm inside her sort of sideways doggie style. I reach 
around her and hold her stomach and very slowly stroke in 
and out of her making every effort not to disturb Edith 
with our activity. It is so intense, having another 
person in the bed, and moving so slow. Shortly, I cum, 
having been hard for a good while now.

Then I dozed off for a bit, waking briefly when Connie 
darted out to the toilet, she hates to leak semen in bed, 
and as soon as she feels it leaking out of her she bolts 
to the toilet.

I woke again later from the buffeting of the wind. I 
reached out and touched the others, counting bodies, 
there are two of them, good, Connie was safe. My hardon 
is between us again and wanting to repeat our earlier 
effort I lift the edge of Connie's nighty again and 
fondle her backside. Strange, I wonder momentarily, she's 
wearing panties now. She must have put some on when she 
came back in from the restrooms.

I move her leg a bit, pulled the panties to one side, and 
position my cock at her entrance. Then gently, ever so 
gently pushed in. I felt her pussy lips part for me, and 
I slid inside. I pulled back then slide in again, 
further. And then repeated the movement again. Then I 
pushed deep into her and held myself tightly inside her 
against her womb.

Enjoying the sensations I stretched her a bit more, and I 
was inside her totally. My heart was beating like thunder 
now, I didn't want to wake either woman, but I wanted 
relief from my raging hard on. I started to stroke in and 
out of Connie again getting into a rhythm, holding her by 
the hips with both hands. I rocked her gently as I moved, 
holding her against my own motions. Soon I got more 
vigorous as the storm outside raged. The buffeting from 
the storm disguising my own efforts shaking the trailer. 
The storm quiets a bit outside, and I have to slow my 
love making down a bit. I slide my hand up under the 
nighty and fondle her breasts. I feel her boob and 
freeze! 

They're the wrong boobs. They're heavy and soft, Connie's 
are heavy, but firm. These sags across her chest, 
Connie's don't. 

OH MY GOD! What am I doing! I am making love to Edith!

I slowly start to pull my cock out of her. But then a 
hand took mine, and returned it to her breast.

"You've gone this far, don't let me down now, please." 
she whispered, an urgency in her voice. 

I'm unsure of what to do. But Edith grips me with her 
internal muscles and makes up my mind for me. I pull out 
of her, "Roll over here then, I want to get on top of 
you," I whisper.

Silently she complies, and lays back with her legs open 
for me.

I position myself between them, and place my dick at her 
wet entrance again. She reaches between us and guides it 
in. I hit bottom and she gasps. Then I start to push in a 
bit more.

"No, please, you're hurting me, not that much," she 
whispers in my ear.

I started to stroke into her, and the storm outside 
seemed to pick up intensity to match our lovemaking I 
drive the length of my cock into her, feeling her womb 
deep inside, stretching its entrance until I experience 
the familiar feeling in my balls.

"I'm going to cum," I warn her. There is no way I was 
going to pull out of her, but I figured I should at least 
let her know what was coming.

She arches her body into mine with a soul tearing orgasm. 
She bites her own hand to stop from screaming. I worry I 
have hurt her internally, I worry what Connie will think 
if she wakes up, then I spurt my seed into her womb. She 
arches her body again to receive my come. Then after a 
few intense moments we settle back onto the bed.

I pull out of her, her panties falling back into place, 
and she rolls over again, her back towards me. I stop her 
from pulling her nighty down again, and pull her pants 
aside again, and push my still hard cock into her pussy 
from behind. 

"To keep it warm," I whisper in her ear. I reach over and 
fondle her big heavy boobs until I fall a sleep.

I awoke the next morning to a gentle but urgent shaking.

"Honey, wake up."

I opened my eyes to see Connie standing over me, she has 
a big grin on her face.

"Baby, I swapped places with mum last night, and I think 
you made love to her, instead of me!"

"Why on earth would I do..." then it all flooded back to 
me. I remembered the events of the previous night and 
lifted the blanket, there was my long soft cock still 
buried half way in Edith's pussy, a single silver thread 
of cum running down her backside.

"Oh..." I can't think of what to say.0

"Don't worry, I know you didn't mean it, and mum would 
have made a fuss if she didn't like it. Just get up now, 
you're late for work."

I slid out of her, a small trickle of fluid trailed after 
my now flaccid member. 

"What am I going to say when I come home?" I asked.

"Don't worry, if she says anything, I'll explain, but I 
don't think she'll mind. Honestly, you know how horny you 
made her yesterday."

I left for work, we didn't talk much that evening, and 
nothing was mentioned about it at all, but we slept in 
the same bed all week, and I made love to both Connie and 
Edith every night.

Connie didn't mind, after all, in her words, everyone 
needs someone. We didn't make it a show, even in when 
just by ourselves. I found it a challenge, I would put my 
cock against their bum, they would guide it into 
themselves, and I'd try to work out who I was in from the 
way their pussy felt. I never could, I had to feel their 
bodies to tell. 

This is a true story, I don't suggest you try it yourself 
though, incest is a sin, and in most countries it's a 
crime. 

Think hard, before you get hard with a family member, OK?

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