Caught Bonking the Mrs by her Mom.
I’m Dave (28) my wife Jo is the girl next-door type (26) brunette, 36B tits, long legs, pussy with a small landing strip and an attractive face. I married her some may 8 years ago. She loves sex and, comparing her with my earlier experiences, she is fantastic in bed or anywhere else. Her parents John (59) and Samantha (46); John is something in banking and only has time for spread sheets. Samantha is an older version of my wife but doesn’t have time for me or anyone who earns less than her husband. I have taken the hint and avoid them whenever I can but Christmas is unavoidable.
We arrive at THEIR ‘stately home’ and are shown to our room, which is twice as big as our lounge! We unpack and not being able to put things off any further I/we go down. Well for the next two hours I listen to ‘how well they’re’ doing’. I don’t propose to describe the next few days or you will be bored to hell, as I was!
Boxing Day arrives; John and Sam have a shoot to go to. I eagerly wave them goodbye. Closing the door I look at Sam, “You know that table that stuffed us full of goose yesterday?” “Yes,” Joe says. “Well today it’s going help me stuff you full of me. Get your kit off.” Jo giggles as we strip. We discard our clothes as we stumble towards the dining room. Their highly polished table is void of everything. I sit Jo at the head of the table, naked with her legs wide apart. She rests her feet on two adjacent chairs and leans back slightly on her arms. Kneeling between her thighs I start to devour her pussy. Her head tips back as she starts moaning merrily. Her pussy is juicy and smells like heaven. Every millimetre is teased and explored. Jo now fully reclines as a finger searches out her g-spot. Once found I firmly rub it while driving Jo crazy sucking her inflamed clit. After several orgasms she volunteers to change places. Like Jo was, I’m naked sitting with legs apart resting on two chairs. Jo now kneels, bending my dick she wanks my rod towards her open mouth teasingly. This normally means she wants me to finish in her mouth! Wonderful. Her tongue tickles the underside of my dick-head before she engulfs my dick and bobs her head. My wife wanks the reminder of my exposed rod as she torments my nob. I lean back enjoying the blowjob as Jo stands and starts to deep-throat me. She works hard stimulating my senses. I sit up and pull her head further onto my dick. We both know if she keeps this up much longer I will blow.
I pull her head off my dick and moving her around so she can bend over the table. She rests her torso flat on the table as I part her legs. Lining up my dick I drive home, our juices allowing full entry. As I bottom out Jo groans her approval and I immediately start sensually fuck her hot pussy. Her tight moist pussy and my dick are causing my toes to curl; what a feeling! I’m really enjoying this morning’s fuck. At this speed I could keep going all day but Jo insists, “Fuck me like you mean it.” I gather she wants a little more effort on my part so I start to pound her pussy harder and faster. Jo once more grunts her approval. After several minutes I decide I would like to see her boobs wobble as I fuck her so I turn her around; bum just on the table she leans back slightly and watches me re-enter. With my hands full of boobs I start fucking her. Jo moans with each thrust as we passionately kiss. I torment her nipples and build up a steady stroke rate causing Jo to orgasm again. She slides down flat on her back to recover but I continue fucking her. Jo’s hands now grab her boobs preventing them from sloshing around. Lifting her legs up to my chest I can now hold her thighs and really plough her body. Just then a movement catches my eye. The bay window is not more than four meters away overlooking the garden. Standing dead centre with her nose almost touching the glass is her mother. She is dressed from head to foot in shooting tweed. Her mouth drops open as her eyes are fixed on our perspiring bodies. I don’t stop screwing my wife as I consider not telling her that her mother has a ringside seat. Jo’s grunts indicate another impending orgasm as I decide, “Jo your mother’s watching us from the window.” My dick loses friction as my wife’s pussy floods. “Let’s show her what she’s missing,” she says lowering her hands to the edge of the table by her bum. Her fingers grip the table as she instructs, “Fuck me hard.” So I look into her mother’s eyes and I really start fucking her daughter with f***e. I pull my gaze from her shocked face down to my wife’s. She is smiling and loudly moaning for the audience as I marvel at her bouncing boobs. They’ve suddenly got a life of their very own. She screams her orgasm louder than ever before, for her Mom’s benefit. I watch her mother as she hears her daughter’s pleasure. Unable to move she watches us fuck for another minute or so when Jo comes to life and kneels before me. We show a perfect profile to her mom as she kneels before me. Usually she would take me deep in her mouth and let me blow my load but today she wanks my shaft a couple of inches from her open mouth. I’m still looking at her mesmerised Mom, watching her daughter getting ready to receive my load. Just then my wife starts begging me to spray all over her face. This causes me to look down at my pretty wife. Looking all innocently my wife demands my cream and I oblige shooting my load over her face, open mouth and chin. Once she has drained every drop she then licks my cream from her lips and finishes with a kiss. We then check on her Mom but the bay window is empty. “Well,” I ask “What do you thinks going to happen when she comes home?” Jo laugh’s and suggests that we won’t be asked over again anytime soon.
When Sam and John come home after the days shoot nothing is said! It’s not until the next day when John goes into his office and Jo is summoned to the parental bed chamber. I’m already packing our bags when Jo joins me all flushed and flustered. She says, “Mom wants us to stay until the New Year.” “Oh god! NO. You didn’t agree did you?” “Hold on. She wants us to e****t her to a New Year’s Eve masquerade party. John’s away so she needs a driver.” “We don’t have party costumes?” I say trying to get out of the party. I’m then informed that everyone will be naked except for hooded robes and a face mask, which her Mother already has! Mom liked our performance and hopes that you would do her this favour?
Should I go home or go to the party? It’s up to you!