Apparently they had been having a bit of a heart to heart, and her mother told her that she had not made love to her father for over twenty years and missed it terribly. She also related that even when they had enjoyed a fairly regular sex life she had never had an orgasm. I know that is the sort of thing any mother and daughter might discuss, but I'm not sure how she came to offer my services. She just said that her mam had been so sad that she wanted to help her somehow. Of course, not having a cock she couldn't help her directly, but she said she would see what I thought of it.
I wanted to know that my fidelity wasn't being tested, so I told her that if that was what she and her mother really wanted we could discuss it. Within a couple of days the three of us had met and talked about it, and laid plans for the big event. Lillian (my mother-in-law) told her husband, Stan, that she was going up to our house for the evening. She often did this as usually I was out on a Saturday night, as was Stan, and they would sit and gossip over a bottle of wine.
I had planned the whole thing carefully, knowing that Lillian would be very nervous. When she got here, Andrea took her straight upstairs to get ready while I prepared things. I had bought a lot of candles and arranged them around the room, and now went round lighting them, and scattered a few throw cushions in the middle of the floor. The light created was just right, not bright enough to cause any embarrassment, but enough to see what we were doing. I took the bottle of wine I had bought for the occasion out of the fridge, opened it and placed it on the tray with the glasses, and put the film we had selected to watch in the video.
I sat on the sofa and sipped my wine while I waited for my wife and her mother to come back downstairs, previewing the coming activities in my mind. Just thinking about it was enough to give me quite a hard-on, and when my two women came back into the room it was making quite a tent in my tracksuit bottoms. I didn't try and hide it – what would be the point – and Andrea grinned at me while behind her Lillian gave me a nervous smile, her eyes locked onto my crotch. They were both wearing dresses that buttoned right up the front, and high-heeled shoes. They both sat on the other sofa opposite me, and I switched the overhead lights off and started the film.
I had chosen the film quite carefully. It wasn't exactly pornographic – no explicit shots of erections or anything – but it was very erotic with some good love scenes. As the film got underway I took an opportunity to watch the two women seated across from me. Andrea seemed very calm, sipping her wine while she waited for the action to begin in the film, but her mother by comparison was very nervous. I noticed that her first glass of wine went down in a couple of gulps, but Andrea filled her glass up for her again, and as the alcohol began to take effect she seemed to calm down. It probably helped that she doesn't normally drink, so a couple of glasses had quite an effect on her.
As I watched them I tried to work out what they were wearing under their dresses. I had only put two conditions on the evening's event, the first of which was that they would both wear the sexy lingerie that Andrea knows I find so appealing. The second was that I would make love to both women, Andrea first, in the presence of the other.
I turned my attention back to the television as the noises emanating from it indicated that there was some good sex going on. A tall, slim, large-breasted woman with long blonde hair was bent over the dining table, dishes and cutlery flying everywhere, while the muscular hero of the film got stuck into her from behind. It was pretty realistic looking, especially when she turned around, lay back on the table and wrapped her legs around his back when he entered her again. He was licking and sucking on her titties, and banging away for all he was worth.
Andrea, while my attention was diverted, had begun to unbutton her dress from the bottom, pushing it aside so that I could see her crossed legs. She has the best thighs I've ever seen, and I love it when she crosses one leg right over the other. The effect was heightened by the fact that she was wearing her lacy top stockings, and as she loosened the last button and pulled her dress open, I could see that she was wearing her basque. She looked at me and smiled alluringly as I sat rubbing my hard-on, and I gestured to her to do the same to her mother's dress.
I half expected her mother to protest as Andrea began to undo the buttons on her dress, but I was wrong. She just sat and looked at me as the bottom buttons were loosened, but when Andrea spread the skirt to reveal her legs and lower body, she started on the top buttons herself, opening the dress so that I could see her breasts encased in Andrea's laciest Victoria's Secret Bra. In fact, she was wearing the whole range of Victoria's Secret lingerie that I had bought Andrea; bra, panties, suspender belt, and another pair of lacy stockings.
I couldn't believe my luck as I sat and admired them, my hand now gripping my cock tightly through my tracksuit bottoms. Lillian is not the most attractive woman who ever lived, but I could certainly see where Andrea got her figure. Even though she was getting on a bit her legs were just as long and shapely as Andrea's, and well toned due to the fact that she walks every day.
After letting me look for a few minutes, in between watching the frenetic fucking on the telly, Andrea stood up and came over to me. Standing before me she pulled her dress apart and held it out of the way while she slowly pulled her panties down. She turned around as she did so, bending at the waist and wiggling her arse at me as she stepped out of and discarded the unwanted garment. Still holding her dress back she sat down on the arm of the sofa next to me, her crossed legs draped over mine. Very little was left to the imagination, and as she leant over to kiss me I added to the overall effect by pulling down the cups of her basque and exposing her breasts.
After we had kissed for a little while I broke off to turn my attention to her tits. I have always enjoyed sucking on her breasts, and soon had her nipples erect as I flicked my tongue around them. While I nuzzled her bosom, my right hand was busy stroking her legs. Starting around her ankles I slowly traced a path up to her thighs, stopping briefly when I reached her stocking top to caress the bare flesh. As I got towards the business area she opened her legs, putting her left foot onto the floor so that I could get my hand in easily. She was already quite wet, and I rubbed at her clitoris briefly before slipping my fingers into her pussy.
I was watching Lillian as I finger fucked her daughter, and I could see that her attention was torn between watching the film and what Andrea and I were doing. I thought that she wanted to concentrate her attention on us, but was still a bit hesitant about watching too openly. At that moment Andrea slid her hand into my trousers, pulling the waistband down enough to get my cock out. It was very hard by now, and fairly sprang out from the elastic. As she took hold of the shaft and started to wank me her mother was unable to keep her eyes off us. All thoughts of the film were forgotten and she was riveted on my prick.
I thought it was time to get down to the real business so I told Andrea to stand up and I took my trousers off and moved along to the middle of the sofa so there was plenty of room for her legs either side of me. Climbing up onto the sofa, she lowered herself onto my cock as I held onto her arse. She wasted no time and was immediately heaving herself up and down on my shaft. Lillian couldn't take her eyes off us, and I slipped Andrea's dress off her shoulders and threw it out of the way so that her mother had a good view of my cock sliding in and out of her daughter's pussy. It was obvious she was enjoying the sight, and as I watched her she uncrossed her legs and, hesitantly at first, began to rub her pussy through the material of her panties. I was a little surprised by this, but very pleased as it boded well for what was yet to come.
I wanted to get a little closer to her, so I told Andrea to go and kneel on the sofa next to her mother. I sat and waited, playing with my cock, while Andrea walked over and knelt where I had told her to, leaning over the back of the sofa. As I watched she stuck her arse out and wiggled it at me, telling me to come over and get it back up. I did as I was told, and resting my knees on the edge of the sofa I quickly got on with the job.
Still fucking away at Andrea I reached out with my left hand, gently encouraging Lillian to move her legs further apart so that I could get my hand in. Slowly I eased my hand down her panties until my fingers were through her pubic hair and resting on her clitoris. I just left it there, not wanting to take things too fast, while I continued to thrust into Andrea.
I could feel that I was about ready to come, and I pulled out and told Andrea to lie back on the sofa, with her arse on the edge. I knelt on the floor between her legs, and before fucking her again I bent down and licked at her pussy. I licked roughly at her clitoris for a little while before thrusting my tongue up her crack. This lasted for a couple of minutes until I straightened up and rammed my cock back up her. I took my hand out of Lillian's panties and told her to kneel beside me for a closer look. The position we were in allowed her an excellent view of my cock pumping in and out of Andrea's pussy, and I wanted her to see everything. I just got her there in time as I felt my orgasm burst through me, and I thrust myself hard into Andrea, feeling the familiar powerful sensations as I did so. Pulling my cock out when it had almost finished spurting, I wanked briefly, shooting a few more drops onto my wife's tummy, before she leant forward and licked the last drops from the end of my penis.
Needing time to get my breath back – although not my erection, which never wavered – I sat back on the cushions and looked at Lillian. I told her to stand up and she did so, coming to stand in front of me. I had decided that for her first time we would use the standard missionary position, utilising the cushions for comfort. I asked her to fully unbutton her dress, and then slowly push it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Her fingers were shaking somewhat, but she got the buttons undone, and soon the dress was lying on the floor. I then had her unfasten the bra and throw it away, and finally asked her to slowly pull her panties down her legs. I don't know whether she was just too nervous to look at me, but she copied what she had seen Andrea doing. As the lacy knickers were pulled down past her thighs she turned around and pushed her arse out at me. She even went a bit further, standing with her feet slightly apart she bent right over, lifted one foot at a time, and pulled the panties over her shoes. Of course as she was bent over I had a wonderful view of her pussy lips, and I couldn't wait to get a closer one.
When she was naked but for her stockings, suspenders and shoes, I stood up, took her by the hand, and led her to the cushions on the floor.
