Living with Mother-in-law: Chapter 13
Chapter 13:
The following week, my libido intensified so much that I couldn't recall dating back to my teenage years. I tried to engage in daily sexual encounters with both of them—either early morning sessions with Mary, midday romp with Brandi, or evening sessions before dinnertime to ensure I had enough time for intercourse with Mary later. At night if I had to use the restroom, I would sneak into Brandi's room for some intimacy if my member was not primed. This was awe-inspiring for me, but it didn't draw me one bit closer towards my desired threesome with both women. I contemplated at work about potential situations and how they could pan out. I knew that if I ventured past an unspoken boundary, I'd have to start with Mary, which would then give Brandi permission to engage in such an act, and the earliest hurdle I needed to clear was to have intimate moments with Brandi in front of Mary.
With that in mind, I planned a movie night featuring romantic themes. I abstained from sex with Brandi for two days but resumed with Mary the prior day. I yearned Brandi to be raring to go as I executed my scheme. I was incredibly charged that day and debating whether to masturbate in the morning, but I resisted. I desired to be highly aroused that evening as well. That night after dinner, my aim was to seduce Brandi in front of Mary on the sofa.
We relished dinner, a modest chicken and rice meal, and Brandi started with the chores. I moved behind her, stroking her arms and piece by piece, massaging her sinuously.
"Hey, honey, I'm going to tidy up. You go and get ready for movie night."
"You sure?" Brandi inquired, glancing over her shoulders.
I caressed her arms further, then traveling all the way down, embracing her, and brought my crotch into contact with her posterior. "I'm sure. Wear something enticing."
"Mmhmm!" Brandi meowed, then swished her butt a tad before leaving the room for a change. Any progress so far!
We resumed our seats, poured wine into glasses for everyone, and settled back. Mary and I on one segment of the L couch, and Brandi on the other. I considered altering the seating arrangements, but the safer course would be to maintain the status quo. Brandi wore the short kimono I had gifted her, and she looked rather edible. It was slightly unfastened at the top, showcasing an appealing cleavage vista. At her age, nipples tended to point downwards, so I couldn't identify if they were extended and excited. I certainly hoped they were! I donned a T-shirt and baggy shorts with ease of access. Mary had on a tank top and split running shorts, revealing her hip when she sat. This adornment perfectly suited her preferences.
No time soon, Mary's hand crept up my leg, and grabbed my erection. It was almost instantaneous for me to get hard, and I glance at her, trying to capture any expression. She feigned ignorance but was smiling. Usually, this would've been ideal, but this evening, I had other plans.
Finishing my bottle of wine, stood up. "Anybody want a refill?" My erection revealed itself clearly, and I strolled past Brandi, presenting her with my swollen organ.
"Bring the entire bottle out here," Mary requested.
"Excellent idea," I replied and fetched the bottle, stroking myself vigorously until fully erect, and returned carrying the bottle. I generated refills for everyone's glass before sitting back on the sofa adjacent to Mary.
"Brandi, I noticed in the last couple of days, you've been arching your back often. You'd love a soothing back rub?" I inquired, appearing innocent about my intention.
"Yes, I need it," she responded, animatedly.
"Get comfy, occupy the spot where we're seated." I directed her to sit closely between the two of us. "However, flip off that lamp as it's creating a glare on the screen."
Brandi switched off the lamp and moved to nestle near to me, giving us a dimly lit environment. I snuggled her and resumed the movie. To capture Brandi's attention and amp her desire for sex, I aimed to get her sexually overheated.
Your Turn
Explain how you would raise the sexual tension between the married couple and their guest during a movie night similar to this. Describe the setting, the dynamic between the couple and their friend, and how you’d guide the unspoken interactions to lead to your desired outcome.
I settled back and began rubbing her back gently, moving in circular motions with one hand, caressing her kimono as it reached up to her shoulders. I wanted her to ease into the touching before it got sexual. After a couple of minutes, I switched to using both hands and leaned back as far as possible, shifting Brandi forward slightly. This necessitated me to lean towards Brandi and away from Mary. As I did this, I started moving my hands vertically, going from her shoulders up and down her back, massaging her at the top and reaching her butt region. The increasingly relaxed posture of Brandi allowed me to sense her loosening up.
Meanwhile, Mary had her hand on my leg, deliberately sliding it up, allowing it to settle on my hard penis. Teasing her mom and playing with my penis simultaneously was a risky proposition, but at this point, I was too excited to care. I decided to take this opportunity to escalate things with Brandi. As I came back up to her shoulders, I kept massaging them, taking my time to touch various areas of her back - shoulder blades, sides of her arms, moving back to the center where I could reach her skin. As I did this repeatedly, I noticed Brandi's tendency to lean back into me. The next time I reached her breasts, her leaning back brought my hands directly onto her large breasts.
I began massaging them more firmly, and Brandi made small moaning noises when my hands explored her breasts beneath her kimono. Mary, not seeming to mind, squeezed my penis under my shorts, and I couldn't tell if she was silently encouraging this action or warning me, but at this point, I was unfazed. I spent more and more time rubbing her breasts, sinfully gentle one moment, then rougher the next. Eventually, I eased Brandi's kimono open, and placed my hands on her bare chest, caressing her loving and casually. Mary then stood up, explaining she needed to use the bathroom, combing her hair back as she left.
Now was the time. I needed to close the deal right now. I pulled open Brandi's kimono completely, sliding one hand down her body and using the other hand to pull her head onto me. "I love you, Brandi," I whispered into her ear, my tongue instantly intertwining with hers. Brandi pulled away slightly, appearing unsure whether she had crossed the line; I interrupted her.
"Mary, you know how crazy I am over your mom. I've lost all control and need to have her right now, right here," I said confidently.
"Maybe," Mary responded calmly, facing the TV. Holy Mary, you're the best wife, I thought as I plunged my finger into her mother and returned to kissing her. I knew Brandi had to be particularly aroused for this to go from petting to sexual intercourse, but with years of experience with Brandi, I intuitively knew when to take that leap, and wanted it to happen swiftly. My fingers began focusing on Brandi's clitoris as I alternated between caressing her neck, jaw, eyes, and ears with my lips and tongue. Brandi responded with her left hand caressing my torso, eventually grasping my hard shaft as it remained safely hidden within my shorts. I held off, resisting the urge to thrust into her, waiting for them both to be ready to climax. I was ready myself, and I wanted us to reach our climax together, with Mary taking in the whole show. As I lifted my fingers to focus solely on her clitoris and continued to thoroughly stimulate her, I could not help but reflect on how we once failed to have sex in front of Mary.
While exploring my sensual kisses and quick rubs, I noticed Brandi's tension gradually dropping. Her body became more relaxed, indicating she was no longer preoccupied with the pace of our sexual interaction. I knew it was time, and I laid her down gently on the sofa as I rested on top of her. I removed my shorts and kissed her neck while carefully positioning myself for penetration. Her legs parted, and I married our bodies in sync, pushing my pelvis forward until my cock head slipped into her warm и wet opening perfectly.
As I stopped giving her kisses and brought my face close yet not quite touching hers, I muttered "I love you, Mom" into her ear. Then, I slid deeply into her, watching Brandi's face morph from intense anticipation to a mixture of surprise and pure pleasure with each twitch of her muscles.
"Ooh, Kord!" she exclaimed softly, her body responding as my cock filled her. "I love you!"
I kissed her sweetly before lifting her head and holding her in place, searching for a glimpse of her eyes in the shadowed room. I aimed to maintain eye contact to gauge when she was getting closer to orgasm and coordinate our movements. When I usually make love to Mary, she doesn't look at me or focus on the emotional aspects. Instead, she keeps her eyes closed or fixates on my thrusting midsection. However, Brandi glared at in me, her eyes yearning for more, prodding me to intensify the angle or go harder and deeper.
While caught up in our heated exchange, Mary seemed to fade into the background. I had entered this experience with the intent to please my mother-in-law, but once we began, I lost myself in our emotional and physical connection. Brandi's gaze supported us in synchronizing our rhythm perfectly, making the moment feel brandnew.
As I could sense Brandi approaching her climax, I maintained the pace, making sure neither of us deviated from it. The consistency felt good, and I sensed her body stiffen just before she began to grunt in pleasure, exhorting me not to change a thing as her body bucked against mine.
"Oh, Kord, I'm gonna cum!" she whispered urgently.
"Yes, baby."
Her eyes locked with mine, and her voice rose in volume and conviction. "I'm going to cum! I'm going to CUM! I'M GOING TO CUM!" My body mirrored her actions as she lifted her pelvis, gripping her body for added depth, and I could feel my orgasm surge. My cock spasmed and shot cum into Brandi's depths, burying my seed deep within her. We gazed into each other's eyes, feeling our climaxes subside.
"Brandi, that was mind-blowing," I praised.
"It certainly was. That was the best I've ever had," Brandi echoed, still basking in those tender moments of our connection.
"Did you both cum at the same time?" Mary questioned, wide-eyed and curious. I simply smiled, feeling good about the experience with Brandi.
"Of course, dear," I responded. "We're so in sync, don't you think?" I leaned down to give her a sensual peck. "We're a great match."
Though I didn't want to end the experience, I knew I had to address the other person in the room. "Sorry, honey, but I couldn't resist. Your mom's body is too tempting."
Mary appeared slightly jealous but rubbed her pussy as she enjoyed their exhibition. "Well, she is sexy, so I kind of understand."
Here's your paraphrased text:
Brandi is still beneath me, unable to see Mary and what she's doing. "Thanks, Mary. We, I, well, thank you for letting me share him with you. I haven't felt like this in, well, a long time!"
"You're very welcome," Mary replied. This had turned out much better than I could've imagined. Brandi didn't seem embarrassed, at least not yet. "My husband seems to have made a mess. It's only fair he cleans it up." Mary stared straight at me, and I knew what she wanted me to do. Mary had a thing about wanting her man to lick up his own semen, which often led to her orgasming again after I was finished, either because of my actions or by self-stimulation. This always resulted in stronger orgasms for her, which I learned to enjoy.
I kissed Brandi and then made my way down her body, sucking on a nipple while my penis was still inside her. I eventually got ready, and I pulled out as I leaned down towards Brandi's recently-fucked pussy. Her pubic hair was matted with our juices, and her lips were still engorged and a bright reddish pink. A pussy that has been fucked looks so used and abused and so sexy to me, and I noticed my own white semen starting to seep out of her opening. I opened my mouth wide and pushed my tongue against her pussy so I could taste her and myself at the same time. The sweet tanginess of her pussy combined with the saltiness of my semen was a delight and I lapped away.
"Oh God!" Brandi groaned. "That's so hot! You're...you're eating...oh God, yeah, eat that cum!" Brandi began to wriggle and thrust one leg in the air while also holding my head down, face-fucking me. I felt her juices flowing and then a few seconds later, she gushed all over my chin as I tried to lick it all up. Brandi's body jerked up and then away and then up again as wave after wave of orgasm rolled through her body. "No one has ever...Oh fuck...never done that!" she said, speaking to the room after coming down from her pleasure high. I kissed around her pussy lips for a few more seconds before sitting back, staring at Brandi's puffy lips and puffy body, which appeared different but also similar to Mary's.
"He's a good boy, isn't he, Mom?" Mary asked. Mary's panties were off, and she was rubbing herself, her pubic hair wet with her fluid as she circled her clit in a steady pattern.
"The best, my goodness," Brandi said, looking at the ceiling. "I haven't cum, uh, felt like that in years, maybe ever."
"And how do you feel about the situation now?" Mary questioned, maintaining this very open conversation that I assumed Brandi would only have in this moment of post-sex bliss.
"At first, no. But then I got caught up in the moment and truly went with it. I felt promiscuous at first, but god, I really wanted to be promiscuous! It was so freeing to just let go of those concerns and just exist in the present."
"It is freeing," Mary agreed with her mother. "And that makes it more intense for me, like being on a stage and just letting go. Very freeing." That and I have more intense orgasms when my fantasies come true." Mary's breathing was getting labored as she continued circling her clit. Her lips were starting to swell below.
"Discuss it, I've been fantasizing about a man like Kord for years," Brandi said, and I could see the smile on her face, even though she wasn't looking at me. "A man who truly loves me and not just desires me."
Mary chuckled, "Well, I want both! A man who loves and desires me!"
Brandi laughed, too. "Well, yeah, that as well!"
"What about a man who loves and desires two women?" I asked, looking at one and then the other, and Mary's eyes started to roll back as she approached her orgasm.
Brandi spoke up, "In the last two months, I'd call him a bad guy, as I desire a man just for myself. But sometimes I feel like I want to steal another woman's man to test if I could. However, sharing without jealousy is a thrilling experience! Plus, the sex is phenomenal!"
I watched as Mary, for the most part, silently reached her climax through her fingering.
"It's...incredible...!" Mary gasped, as she experienced her orgasm.
"I've been thinking about it constantly lately. I didn't consider it for years, and now I crave sex at any time of day," Brandi stated candidly.
Mary laughed, "I've always been that way! And it just intensifies as I get older."
"I cherished the feeling of a firm penis inside me. It fills me up. It jerks inside me. But the best part is being a part of something larger, merging with another, encompassing ourselves and working together for shared euphoria. I've never experienced such sexual awakening as I have in the past few weeks."
I remained silent, frightened to say anything, still surprised at the way women openly talk about sex, and astonished that I had just slept with my mother-in-law and my wife observed and masturbated. This went even better than I anticipated. Step one is complete, and now onto step two. Since I hadn't considered what step two would entail, I didn't even think about it before! I had no intention of dressing up and wouldn't most likely in the future.
We sat on the sofa, one woman on each side of me, and watched the film quietly, mostly sated: Brandi in her kimono untied, allowing me to see her abdomen and her enticing cleavage, and Mary in her tank top only, nestled up next to me. I had an arm around each of them, one resting on Mary's bare bottom and hip, and the other encircling Brandi's body and arm, embracing her, feeling her softness against me. I thought deeply about how much my life has changed over the past few months. As I drifted off to a blissful, contented slumber.
I awoke alone on the sofa and entered the bed quietly, but managed to wake Mary. However, she might have been trying to wake me up. Mary whispered to me, "I knew you wanted to fuck my mom. You've always coveted her, haven't you?"
"Not always, Mare. Not until you inspired me to."
"I don't believe you, you've always been interested in her. You wouldn't have thought about her before?"
"Considering it and desiring it are two different things. A man thinks about sleeping with every female he encounters. Tall, short, older, younger, redhead or brunette. However, actually desiring to have sex with her, to seduce her, to carry out the idea - it's been recent." I joked and grinned as Mary pretended to be horrified, taking a swipe at my arm.
"You cad! One cougar at a time, got it?" She teased, but I knew she was joking.
"But Mary, were you - were you - okay with what transpired tonight? Or is that a topic for tomorrow?"
Mary slowly leaned over and kissed me on the lips, lingering gently. "I desired it. I wanted you both to engage in that. I wanted to witness my husband satisfying all my wants, including my mother's sexual needs. To see you take charge and win over my mother's sexual satisfaction meant a lot. And for you to entrust me with it in such an open manner felt significant. Maybe tomorrow I'll reconsider, but this evening, you are the greatest husband in the world." She kissed me again, then shifted to face the wall and fell asleep. I contemplated everything for a while, and tried to determine my new position. I felt so self-assured, I felt less like a puppet and more like I was in charge. I acted on my desires without hesitation, without anxiety, taking what I desired rather than just obeying others' wishes. I patted Mary's bottom a couple of times and then closed my eyes, sinking into that deep, satisfied slumber.
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