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The Mothers In My Life - 7
by Len (no address provided)

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Part seven takes a twist in the tale. (MF)

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Holly was spending her two weeks summer leave with us, 
and also helping us out by being a baby-sitter as Anne 
and I were working. Holly was also helping me out by 
being my cum receptacle whilst Anne was at work, as 
she was still working nights. The usual routine was 
that Anne would leave for work, and within the hour my 
cock would be embedded in either Holly's mouth, cunt 
or arse (after the initial disgust at getting covered 
in shit, I had actually found it quite fun, and it 
drove Holly wild, having my dick in her shitter and my 
fingers ramming into her pussy, or vice versa).

Holly and I even experimented using my new digital 
camera, and I had many pictures of Holly in various 
states of undress and my dick in various holes, as 
well as some that she had taken of me. I found it 
quite fun to compare the pictures with some that I had 
of Anne when we first met and when she was at the more 
adventurous stage that people in a fairly new 
relationship are.

The fateful evening was a Tuesday in mid-July 2002. 
The usual had occurred, Anne had left for work and 
Holly and I had poured ourselves a drink, and started 
to watch a film. But as usual, before long Holly had 
reached over, taking my hand and just said 'Ready to 
fuck?'

I needed no second bidding and within a minute, we 
were both naked, Holly lying back on the sofa with her 
legs spread as far apart as she could, with my head 
buried in her lap whilst I tried to push my tongue as 
far up her sopping cunt as I could.

Suddenly, Holly really started to struggle and push me 
away. I thought that she was reaching her first orgasm 
and tried to eat her more. It was only when she 
physically pushed me away, yelling at me to stop that 
I did. And it was at that moment that I realised that 
we were not alone. Oh no, we definitely had company, 
and that company was an extremely pissed off looking 
Anne.

As I looked up at her, she stood there, with her arms 
folded, I was speechless. And before I could think of 
anything to say, I saw a single tear roll down her 
right cheek. She turned, left the room and moments 
later I heard the front door close, followed by the 
noise of her car engine starting.

Holly and I looked at each other with a kind of 'Oh 
fuck' look, which was pretty much the situation for 
the next three days, as Anne refused to take any calls 
from me or her mother. The most difficult bit was 
trying to explain to the kids where mummy was.

After three days, I received a call from Anne telling 
me that she wanted to see the kids and also wanted to 
meet with me and Holly and talk about what had 
happened and what was to happen in the future.

It was a Friday evening and Anne was off, so I piled 
the kids and Holly into the car and drove to the 
friends where Anne was staying. The friends knew that 
something was up, but weren't entirely sure what, so 
as soon as we arrived they made themselves scarce with 
both their kids and ours, allowing me, Anne and Holly 
some space.

The discussion was very difficult with many tears from 
Holly and Anne, but complete honesty from all of us 
about how long this had been happening. Anne was 
shocked that it had been going on for as long as it 
had with her having no inkling. The evening finished 
quite late and the decision was made to carry on the 
discussion the following evening at our house and that 
the kids would stay at the friend's for the weekend.

The drive back was very sombre and Holly and I hardly 
said a word to each other. It was the early hours when 
we got back and, with just a peck on the cheek, we 
both went to bed (oddly, neither of us had really been 
in the mood for sex since being caught).

When I woke up the following morning, it was to an 
empty house. Although Holly's car was still on the 
driveway, she was nowhere to be found and I didn't see 
her until the evening.

As the time for the meeting approached I was getting 
more nervous, but cooked a nice meal and waited. Right 
on time I heard the car pull up, but was completely 
surprised to see Holly stepping out of the car along 
with Anne.

The conversation during the meal was still very stiff 
and formal, but not as difficult as the night before, 
although it did get easier as we were finishing the 
fourth bottle of wine! When we finished eating, Holly 
and Anne sat down in the living room whilst I made the 
coffee and cleared up.

Whilst we were drinking the coffee the conversation 
came back to what Anne had seen on the previous 
Tuesday and also the conversation that she had been 
having with her mother that day. It seemed that Holly 
had called Anne in the morning before I'd woken up and 
asked her to pick her up. They'd spent the day 
together and Holly had told Anne that what had 
happened had been 99% her fault because she'd been 
lonely since her last divorce. It also appeared that 
Anne had accepted this explanation and had actually 
felt sorry for her mother, as a result of which she 
had forgiven her. And, because she had forgiven Holly, 
she had partially forgiven me as well.

It appeared that I was off the hook, or so I thought. 
Then the sting in the tail appeared. Anne informed me 
that she had told her mother that Holly could 'borrow' 
me sometimes, although only with her permission. 

I was completely taken aback at this, as I had never 
in a million years imagined that Anne would either be 
so forgiving, or that she would actually consent to 
'share' me, her husband, with another woman, even if 
that other woman was her own mother. But is still felt 
very awkward, and there was no further fucking of 
Holly for the remainder of the stay.

On the up side of all this was the fact that Anne had 
found out from her mother that the reason that I had 
been so willing to embark on these extra-marital 
activities was the fact that the sex life that Anne 
and I shared had been pretty much non-existent for the 
last two years. Anne decided that she would change 
this and we began having sex again, occasionally, 
although she still remained far less adventurous than 
her mother in the bedroom.

The first time that Holly and I put the new 
arrangements to the test were in the autumn of 2002, 
when Holly again came to visit. Anne was again on 
nights, so Holly did it all correctly and got 
permission from Anne to fuck me, which was granted.

What an evening! Holly made no pretence of the fact 
that she was intending to get well and truly fucked 
that evening.

The two boys were having a sleepover with friends and 
my daughter was put to bed early before Holly, Anne 
and I had dinner. When Holly came down for dinner, I 
couldn't believe my eyes. Instead of her usual baggy 
clothes, she was in a skirt, blouse and high heels and 
had put make-up on, which she rarely did. Even Anne 
made the comment 'I think that you'll get what you 
want tonight, Mum.' Holly laughed, lifted her skirt 
revealing the tops of the black stockings that she was 
wearing and said 'I hope so!'

I could hardly eat dinner, I was so excited at the 
prospect of what I knew was coming (apart from me!) 
and as soon as Anne left for work, Holly and I retired 
to the bedroom (which we were actually allowed to do 
this time) and got down to the serious business of 
enjoying each other's bodies.

Before long, I was naked and Holly was dressed only in 
a black suspender belt and a pair of black stockings. 
My cock was buried balls deep in my mother-in-law and 
she, facing away from me, was riding my dick whilst I 
fingered her arse. Suddenly, she said, 'Don't hide out 
there, come in and you'll see better.' 

What I couldn't see from where I was and what Holly 
could see, was her daughter, hiding in the shadows of 
the hallway, watching her husband and her mother 
fucking through the partially open door, hence Holly's 
comment. So I was surprised when the door opened and 
in walked Anne.
It felt very awkward and I immediately stopped and 
tried to cover myself and Holly, but Anne told us to 
just carry on, which Holly was more than happy to do, 
although I had wilted.

It transpired that Holly and Anne had planned this, 
and Anne had wanted to witness one of our 'sessions.' 
She had also, rightly, guessed that I wouldn't go for 
it, so she had pretended to be going to work, then, 
when she thought that we would be 'under way' had 
doubled back to the house to watch, planning to stay 
hidden, but her mother had put paid to that.

Now, for those of you that are expecting to be regaled 
of stories of me, my wife and her mother engaged in 
some sort of 'Bacchanalian incest fest', I am afraid 
that you will be disappointed. It didn't happen.

What did happen was that Anne sat in the armchair 
beside the bed, encouraging Holly and I to not let her 
presence disturb us. Holly expressed a desire to carry 
on but my cock became limper than a poof's wrist, and 
nothing that Holly did could get a stirring out of it, 
and it was not until nearly Christmas that Holly and I 
had our first officially sanctioned sex.

In the meantime, between Holly's visits, Anne and I 
had discussed the situation, and she confessed that 
she had mixed feelings about the whole thing. She did, 
however, confess that she had felt aroused on the 
evening that she had walked in to find me with my face 
buried in her mother's pussy and her mother obviously 
enjoying the attention that she was receiving. She 
also admitted that it had been Holly's idea that she 
watch, and although it had been a slightly 
uncomfortable situation, Anne felt, she had felt a 
little aroused on that occasion. She also felt that 
Holly got very turned on by being watched and was 
shocked, although not surprised, when I told her about 
Holly confessing to having been a swinger.

In fact, all of this seemed to be bringing myself and 
Anne closer together, and our lovemaking did become 
more frequent, although she still did not become any 
more adventurous.

So, to the Christmas. Anne, the children and I 
travelled down to the West Country for Christmas, 
staying at Lynne's house again. About four days before 
Christmas, Lynne agreed to babysit and Anne and I went 
to Holly's.

On the journey there, there was no thought or talk of 
anything other than a pleasant evening and a few 
drinks. However, when we arrived, Holly was dressed up 
and looking incredibly sexy, had had more than one or 
two glasses and greeted me with a full blown, tongues 
involved, kiss. 

During the course of the meal, there was plenty of 
wine and by coffee, we were all a little the worse for 
wear, which is probably why Holly turned to her 
daughter, and with no preamble asked 'Is it OK if I 
get fucked by your husband tonight?' Anne choked on 
her wine, but turned to her mother and said 'Only if I 
can watch.' When I piped up with 'Do I get a say?' 
they replied in unison 'No!'

So we retired to the living room, myself and Holly on 
the sofa and Anne in an armchair, discussing nothing 
in particular. However, whilst this discussion was 
going on, Holly's hand had moved down and was rubbing 
my cock through my trousers, which wasn't missed by 
Anne. Seeing that Anne hadn't reacted, and feeling a 
little bolder, I reached over and started to unbutton 
Holly's blouse and then put my hand inside and cupped 
her ample left tit, gently rubbing the nipple through 
the material of the bra.

Holly gasped, and looked at Anne, telling her 'He's 
playing with my nipple, 'cos he knows how sensitive my 
tits are and how much it turns me on, does it do the 
same for you?' I already knew the answer to this and 
wasn't surprised when Anne admitted that it did. Then 
Anne asked 'So, Len, who has the nicest boobs?'

Fortunately, unlike the first time with Holly, I 
hadn't had that much to drink, so was able to be 
tactful and say 'Both of you. I love feeling your tits 
as much as Holly's and I love sucking all four 
nipples.' Anne's response of 'Show me' was a bit of a 
surprise, but Holly immediately moved the material of 
her bra to reveal her fully erect nipple, which I 
clamped my mouth around immediately.

As I sucked on Holly's nipple she groaned and moved 
her hand down to her own groin and started to rub 
herself. Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement, 
and when I released Holly's left nipple to give some 
attention to the right, I looked over to Anne. She was 
watching intently, but now had her hand inside her top 
and was very clearly playing with her own breasts. At 
this sight, my hard-on 'doubled' and I sucked like a 
Dyson on Holly's right tit, eliciting a moan from 
Holly.

After a couple of minutes of this, Holly pushed me 
away, got to her feet and told me to do the same, 
which I did. She stripped off my clothes and dropped 
to her knees, sucking my rigid prick into her mouth 
and causing my knees to buckle and making fall back 
onto the sofa.

As I did so Holly went into full blow job mode and I 
was treated to the site of my mother-in-laws head 
bobbing up and down in my lap whilst my wife sat in a 
chair opposite, one hand playing with her now exposed 
tits and the other having pushed her skirt up and 
thrust into the front of her panties, moving 
frantically on what I imagined to be her fully 
engorged clit.

The sight was almost too much, and I nearly blew my 
load into Holly, but I got her to slow down and told 
her 'Anne's frigging herself whilst watching us.' 
Holly stopped long enough to say 'Good!' and swallowed 
all of my cock down to my balls, which made Anne's 
hand move faster.

After five minutes or so of this, Holly turned around 
and knelt on all fours with the words 'My turn.' I 
needed no second bidding, dropping behind her to move 
her tights and knickers out of the way before clamping 
my mouth over her sopping wet minge, and licking for 
all I was worth.

Whilst I was doing this Anne had removed her panties 
completely and when I moved up to enter Holly I was 
treated to the sight of Anne, legs spread wide, four 
fingers of her left hand inserted into her sopping 
cunt and the right hand rubbing her clit like a demon, 
which encouraged me to ram into Holly for all I was 
worth, two of my fingers working their magic up her 
shitter.

When Holly spotted her daughter, her hand reached back 
and she started rubbing her clit, along with my balls, 
and then ordered me into her arse.

The look of surprise on Anne's face at this was a 
picture and she did stop her own business for a while, 
but didn't stop me from doing as I was told and 
plunging my lubricated cock into my mother-in-law's 
tight arse. 

As I did so, Holly began a running commentary for the 
benefit of Anne, about how she could feel her 
husband's big cock filling her arse after it had 
filled her soaking wet pussy, the same one that Anne 
had come out of all those years before, and how her 
own juices were running down her leg as her shitter 
was spread wider. 

After less than a minute of this, it was too much for 
all of us. First Anne screamed out that she was 
coming, thrashing around and looking like she was 
trying, unsuccessfully, to force her whole hand up her 
pussy before going rigid and growling, as she always 
did during orgasm. 

Holly was next, the sight of her daughter finger-
fucking herself to climax, as well as the cock up her 
arse and her fingers on her swollen clit, caused her 
to have a shuddering orgasm of her own, bucking so 
much that despite my best efforts, my cock was forced 
out of her. But as she collapsed forward, I rolled 
Holly over and looked Anne straight in the eye, whilst 
her fingers frantically rubbed her clit and I wanked 
myself off, shooting my hot seed all over her mother's 
tits, throat and face, and hearing the growling that 
announced the arrival of her second orgasm.

Now it was Anne's turn. She led me upstairs to the 
bedroom, threw herself onto the bed, spread her legs 
and said "Your tongue, my pussy, now!"

I was amazed, as this was so out of character for 
Anne, but I needed no second bidding, and I joined her 
on the bed, placing my mouth over her cunt, still 
sodden from the frigging that she'd given herself, and 
letting my tongue dance on her swollen little button.

Almost instantaneously, Anne began thrashing about and 
growling, so I clamped my mouth harder onto her and 
sucked her clit between my lips. As I did so, I saw 
Holly come into the room, still naked, and settle 
herself into a chair and start fingering herself.

When Anne's orgasm had calmed down, she rolled over 
and faced her mother, watching her frigging herself 
whilst I fucked her hard and fast doggy style. Very 
quickly, Anne started growling again, so I increased 
my speed even more, hammering into her so hard and 
fast I thought I might cause her damage. But clearly 
she was enjoying the attention and had probably the 
most powerful orgasm I'd even known her to have, with 
me, buried up to my balls and flooding her already wet 
cavern with cum. 

No sooner had this happened than Holly let out a 
scream and we watched as she frigged herself, both 
pussy and arse, to a huge cum herself.

For the remainder of our stay with Holly, we fucked 
almost every night, always with Anne in attendance and 
watching, usually fingering herself. And almost every 
night that Holly and I fucked, Anne and I also fucked. 
Holly was also in attendance and she always fingered 
herself as she watched. We also managed to get some 
rather "interesting" photographs with the new digital 
camera that Anne and I had treated ourselves to.

In some respects, returning home was a relief, as I 
thought that I might not survive much more of this, 
although Anne and I continued to enjoy our healthy, 
but limited, sex life. 

To be continued?

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