Mother-In-Law

Over the course of the last year, since they had married, she had trained her husband Darren to service her orally. It had taken longer than she initially assumed that it would. Being a male he had very little idea just what were a woman's need and preferences. Before they married they fucked most everywhere but rarely did sex take longer than half an hour, most of that time was taken in making him indulge in foreplay. Like young men before him he wanted his cock inside her to fuck her hard and fast, spend the contents of his sac inside her, then lose interest fast.

Coral enjoyed sex, indeed she had to admit to herself that she was probably addicted to it, in all its forms. At eighteen years of age it had been as if she couldn’t get enough of sex with young men of her own age, particularly if it happened in places that held the danger of them being discovered. She never lost a bet with her female friends, not even the one that required her to fuck four men one after the other.

In her early twenties Coral took a liking to older men, men in their forties or even fifties. If they were married so what, as long as they knew how to fuck, to attend to her sexual needs, to treat her as a woman. They were prepared to take time, to lead her down the road of sexual excitement, to persuade her that her needs were uppermost, allowing her to orgasm before them, and multiple times if she was able.

At twenty-five the young men in their late teens brought a new dimension to her sexual pleasure; anal sex, she loved it. To have the young studs pound her ass then blast their load, with their cocks buried inside her, was wonderful, bringing her to exciting and mind-blowing orgasms.

At age twenty-nine she began a new stage in her sexual revolution, sex with another female. Oh how a woman could please her orally, knowing exactly where, when and how to bring her to excruciating climax, not just once then lose interest but all night long on some occasions. So far Coral had yet to pleasure another woman, selfishly insisting on her own pleasure alone. Thus she mixed her sex partners, male and female, benefiting from the best of both sexes. It was only men's cocks though that could please her; dildos and vibrators were only substitutes to use if no cock was available.

Eighteen months ago things changed, a woman entered her life whom Coral knew that she had to have sexually, completely. Sex with Darren was good at the time and she had made up her mind to marry him. But she would want and have other sexual encounters. It was at that stage she met Amelia.

Amelia was beautiful, personable and absolutely sexy. Initially, Coral mistook the woman's age to be closer than the ten years older than her that she had at first assumed. That Amelia was single or married didn’t matter, Coral was going to have her no matter what.

For months after Darren took her home 'to meet mother', Amelia was just the woman who could possibly become Coral's mother-in-law. That was before the day that the lovers were taking advantage of Amelia's absence one day in Darren's single bed.

Coral was a demonstrative lover, both in terms of the sounds she made and the movements too. As their love-making approached its peak Coral complained that her arm or leg would hit the wall against which the bed was pushed. The pair were at times in danger of falling from the narrow bed.

With his mouth well lubricated with his girl's secretions and an erection that was becoming so hard that it was painful, the last thing he wanted was a disagreeable lover. The solution was close by, his mother's queen bed was in the next room and mother was out shopping, they had time for a great fuck in that bed.

Coral luxuriated in the wonderful sensations of the woman's bedding which were clean, cool and of high quality, a world of difference to those of Darren's bed. Her back luxuriated on the bedding as her lover's mouth and tongue performed a magical choreography on her pussy. His finger gently serving her anus added to the ambiance that was so conducive to this sexual encounter.

As both man and woman exulted their immanent climax, the sound of a woman's scream, a hard, stinging slap and a yell from him pierced the air. Coral's mind struggled to understand what was happening but in the confusion, and possibly because of her heightened sexual state added to by what happened, she experienced an unprecedented orgasm. Involuntarily she did as usual at the moment of such wonderful pleasure, she screamed, loudly.

Coral watched as her man's cock rapidly lost erection and in her view, and tried to hide itself by reducing in size from a handsome and penetrating seven inches to something representing a tiny lump of artists clay. The pair stood naked in front of a very angry Amelia who refused to allow them to dress until she had told them precisely what she thought of their violation of her private and personal space.

Sweeping her hand over the bed covers Amelia held her hand up to Coral's face. More than seeing the substance on the hand Coral could smell the mustiness of her own secretions that had responded to Darren's expert cunnilingus, and flooded the covers.

Coral had been called a slut before but not with such venom, even at almost thirty-one years of age she found tears running freely down her face at the humiliating and sexually frustrating situation.

As Darren was the man, albeit ten years her junior, that she had chosen she would marry, Coral set about recovering her status as the woman to whom Amelia would willingly give her son.

Coral started to ask Amelia's advice about anything and everything, and although suspicious and reticent at first, the woman responded to the younger girl's flattery. Soon the pair were going to town on shopping trips, returning home with their purchases then dressing in the new clothes. They visited the same hair salon and eventually had almost identical hair styles.

After a time, a casual observer might have wondered if they were sisters, so alike each other they started to dress. Even Darren one time as they approached him in town after sharing a bistro lunch was hard pressed to know which was his mother and which was his girl friend.

It was on one of the females' shopping excursions that Coral realised that her relationship with her future mother-in-law could take a turn that she had not foreseen and definitely had not planned. Maybe the drinks at lunch in their now favourite bistro would eventually be the cause of what at first seemed a totally bit of innocent fun. They had discovered a particular type of wine suited both their tastes and had bought and consumed more than they had intended.

Rashly the women had decided to blow their self-imposed budget on a clothes spending spree and to that end arrived at a store changing room clutching arms full of clothing and making a lot of noise with their laughing and giggling.

Their new-found friendship and closeness, further fired by the large amount of alcohol they had consumed together had lowered their inhibitions. Trying on underwear, there was no reluctance or coyness on either part to appear naked in front of the other.

It wasn’t until Coral found Amelia's fingers helping to ease her breasts into a half cup, halter bra, and those same fingers unashamedly patting and prodding at the crotch of a pair of tiny briefs, that she stopped and looked at the older woman who seemed to be totally unaware of the effect of her actions.

Deliberately, Coral studied her own naked body in the full-length mirror, enticing Amelia to do the same. Although ten years her senior Amelia had a body very little different to Coral's thirty-one year old body. Much to Coral's jealousy, her friend's boobs were just as perky as her own and her butt too was as smooth and tight. Both the girls had tight bellies due to the gym time they had been putting in recently.

As Amelia stood proudly examining her naked body in the mirror, Coral slapped her butt, but rather harder than intended and at her friend's yell turned back to her to rub the buttock that she had slapped.

The sensation of the smooth, firm flesh under her finger took Coral by surprise, or rather, the effect that those sensations had on her. She realised that just being naked in these circumstances, fuelled by the excess of alcohol, had raised her libido, now, touching the warm, smooth skin of another person, that person being female, and that female being one with whom she now had a close infinity, somehow shocked her.

In the preceding six years Coral had enjoyed one or two excursions into same gender sex. But to her essentially heterosexual mind it seemed ridiculous that she, a red-blooded female with an addiction to sex with males, would ever even entertain the thoughts that now entered her head. After all, she had always been selfish and insisted that any female partner please her with no reciprocal sexual contact; she knew that sooner or later there would be a female who would receive Coral's mouth on her pussy.

Amelia verbally chastised her younger friend for the slap, describing the terrible problem she would have explaining finger wheals on her butt to her man – at which point she sighed and added - if she had one. Coral knelt, quickly kissed the buttock in question and stood up. The two women briefly stood looking into each others eyes before continuing their noisy business of trying on their potential purchases.

Before they had assessed all the clothing they had chosen, Coral caught Amelia's dark eyes examining her two or three times, either directly or in the mirror, only to look away when seen. She was disconcerted by the strange feelings that those voyeuristic glances engendered. Finally they dressed, paid for their purchases and giggling, made their way back to the bistro to imbibe 'just one more glass of the delicious wine'.

They returned home where Darren was eagerly awaiting Coral's return and was far too horny to allow her to show him her purchases, before wanting to throw her on his bed. The combination of what had happened in the changing room, her rather inebriated state and her man's horniness resulted in a wonderful fucking session marred only slightly by her reluctance to give Amelia any cause to be annoyed by making her usual noise during their fucking.

A couple of days later, despite Coral's objections on the basis of lack of money, Amelia insisted that the two go shopping again; 'window shopping' she called it. Coral agreed as she adored the whole idea of the two of them out on the town. She didn’t think twice when her friend suggested a drink at the bistro or that they should pick some clothes to try on at the same store as before.

Soon they where reliving that day when they blew all the credit on their 'plastic'.

Coral had chosen dresses that she would never afford just to see herself in the mirror in expensive clothes. Amelia, on the other hand, had chosen only underwear and the two girls giggled and smirked at some of the bizarre things she had chosen; tiny thongs, support pants, 'Bridget Jones' knickers, a basque that left little of her breasts covered, and a 'body'.

In various stages of nakedness, Coral caught her friend looking at her with the same intense look as the last time they had fooled around in the changing room. She stopped as she was peeling off a skimpy 'body', took Amelia by the shoulders and held her at arms length for a second or two. The women stared into each other's eyes, in silence, then Coral pulled the woman to her body, the nakedness of them both causing their flesh to meld.

Their faces almost touching and their breath sweet on the other's face, their eyes unblinking, Coral slowly pressed her parted lips onto Amelia's mouth. In that instant Amelia reacted as if a life-long repression had been lifted. Her arms swept around her friend's waist and neck pulling her tightly, her mouth pressed hard, almost eating the other's lips, her tongue slipped between parted lips and sought out the flesh within. Instinctively, the two females thrust their hips towards each other and two pubic mounds pressed together, as they did the girls gyrated their hips so that their bodies grated one against the other. Carol became aware of the soft animal sounds that she and her friend were making as they made love to each others body.

As they broke a long passionate kiss Coral saw tears streaming down Amelia's beautiful cheeks, she gently brushed them away with her slender fingers. Through her sobs Amelia confessed that since their first experience of being naked together, and hearing Carol and Darren making such energetic and noisy love, she had struggled with a new desire, a desire to make love to her future daughter-in-law.

Carol suggested they they hurry home where she would take Amelia to heaven with her love-making, but Amelia was too committed, too pumped with adrenalin, too much in need of her friends love, on too much of a sexual high to wait, she wanted it to happen now! How could Coral admit that she had only ever been a recipient of another woman's sexual actions? She could not let this girl down, could not disappoint her, she had to do it now as if it came natural to her. And it did! Oh how it did!

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