Mums The Word 4

When we met 22 years ago, my wife Maria had worked for her father as a site manager on his construction sites and as such she was used to plain speaking with the various tradies who she was in charge of on-site, she was more than capable of holding her own in an honest exchange of views with the guys, and her knowledge and use of foul language was something that always came to the fore when we had sex during our early years together, she was happy using terms like fuck, cock and cunt, virtually unheard of from a woman back in those days. I loved it and her for it, she'd been great fun to be with and very different to the girls I'd been with before, not uptight and straight-laced but a really exciting partner and lover.

I suppose after over twenty-six years of marriage it's not surprising if the sparkle goes from a marriage. Maria hadn't let herself go at all, but she was forever busy at her job as head of a department at the headquarters of a large construction company, something that left her tired and sometimes a bit grumpy after a long day. I certainly didn't help the situation between us as I'd normally return from my office to eat dinner and then slump in front of the TV each evening. It was all asking for trouble I suppose.

I was still attracted to her though as at forty-nine she was still a fine figure of a woman with an attractive face and a body I would enjoy on the somewhat rare occasions we indulged in sex. Sex between us was rare though due to no time or real interest from either of us, in bed we invariably lay back to back, our closest contact bum to bum, although a nicer, rounder arse would be hard to find.

It was then Joshua came into our lives, arriving with our 20-year-old daughter Kaye. Her boyfriend had driven her up from her nursing job in London and they were staying for the weekend. Josh, as she called him, was a good-looking lad with an easy smile and a quick wit, good banter I think the kids call it. He was never short of an opinion on a subject and happy to share it, whether people wanted to hear it or not. However, he was comical in his raw and crass way and we were pleased young Kaye had met such a nice boy. They had only been together a couple of months but Kaye wanted us to meet him. Josh was a confident, self-assured guy, maybe a little bit too much but as long as Kaye liked him and he treated her well, he was fine by me.

Once they had arrived and we'd introduced ourselves to Josh, Maria and Kaye made their way upstairs to get ready as our attendance at our annual big social event at my golf club had been arranged, lots of extended families of members would be there. I had showered and dressed and was in the living room with Josh, wincing and laughing as he told me stories of what he would see at work when installing satellite TV in people's homes when my wife and daughter came down together. They had both done themselves and us proud, looking fantastic with hair and make-up flawless, but best of all was the low-cut gowns they'd chosen. Kaye looked beautiful in her cream gown and I told her so, but Maria looked sensational in her red outfit. It fitted her curvaceous figure like a second skin, revealing inches of creamy white cleavage of big thrusting breasts and their obvious nipples. Josh, being the coarse oaf he could be, gave a wolf whistle and, although blushing, my wife turned like a model showing her back view, a fine plumply rounded bum whose twin cheeks were sculpted by the tight dress.

During the evening Josh danced with her and other wives of my golf buddies several times. When I danced with her myself, Maria clung close and pressed her tits and cunt into me. She was excited in a way I'd not seen in a long time. 'You're having a great time' I said, pleased for her. 'We must do this night out again.'

'It was that Joshua', she giggled in my ear, 'I thought I felt his cock against me when we danced. He got hard, really hard!'

'No wonder,' I said, being aroused myself at the thought of my middle-aged wife and a mere lad playing pussy-rubbing in a slow dance. 'The way you grind that hungry cunt up against a poor bloke's cock, what do you expect?' I saw my daughter's boyfriend and my wife dance again and I suspected it wasn't just because he wanted to be kind to a potential mother-in-law. He liked her pliant body against him, her big tits to his chest, and in every slow dance, he took her hand and led her to the floor. Even Kaye noticed. We two sat chatting at our table, watching them dancing and laughing, just having a good time. 'I think Josh likes Mum,' she joked. 'Isn't it good though she's enjoying herself? She's been down in the dumps lately. Tell you what though Dad, her dress is a bit daring. Quite a show of her boobs, Josh will be totally spoilt by those tonight and will be going about them for days, dirty sod that he is...'

I laughed with her but there was no doubt that Josh had eyed Maria's deep cleavage at our table, her large, fleshy tits clinging together with their size and fullness, with the small amount of body glitter she had sprayed onto her cleavage catching the light and speckling her tight valley.

It was the early hours of the morning before we made our way home in our taxi, we'd all had a great night of food, drink and dance and we stayed to the very end of the event, Maria dancing with me and Josh alternately while Kaye either danced with the other or chatted with acquaintance's that she hadn't seen for years at the bar. When we arrived home Kaye wished us all goodnight and went up to her small bedroom, where she'd slept when living at home with us. Josh was shown the guest room and my wife and I went to our bedroom next door. 'I'm so tired,' she said stretching. 'It was a lovely night out but now I'm exhausted with all that dancing. Fucked is the term, I believe. You'll have to undress me, Jack.'

'Fucked you are going to be', I told her, and she smiled and said she hoped so. I knew when she used the word fucked, plus saying I should undress her, that's what she wanted - a good fucking. So I helped her out of her dress, unhooked the bra and freed two lovely big tits that stayed nicely round and shapely but drooped just a bit under their weight. Naturally, I had to spend some time fondling and kissing such beauties, with both nipples held up for me to get a good sucking. She lay back on the bed for me to slide off her tights and underwear, lolling back gloriously naked, big boobs splayed apart and thighs wide to display her sparsely hairy cunt most temptingly, an absolute treat for me to enjoy, to lick and kiss all over, to probe with my tongue until she was crying out for my cock.

Perhaps I made too much of my skills as a pussy eater, I parted her already very wet cunt lips, dipped in my tongue and sought out her clitoris. She gasped her breath, grasping my head and murmured her pleasure.

'You dirty man, licking my wet cunt. My god, I need a cock in me'. My hands reached up to roughly knead her tits, squeeze her hard nipples and she humped her pussy hard to my face. 'Yes, oh yes, I fucking love that' Maria hissed, 'but fuck me now. I need you to fuck me, You've all made me so horny you bastard!' Who was all I wondered? But too late was my internal cry, the excitement generated by her lush nakedness, her crude words, and the squirming of her body as my tongue probed the velvety warm folds of a lubricated pussy had been too much. I had shot off my load, I had come in my pants. In a word, finished. Let her down and she wasn't happy or amused. She lay back naked while I undressed before her, eyeing my drooping dong with a look of disdain and disgust.

'That limp thing's no use to me' she said bitterly. 'I've never felt more like it and you can't control yourself.' I made all sorts of apologies and promises but she got under the duvet and turned her back on me angrily. When I caressed her bottom cheeks she thrust my hand away, remarking I'd had my chance and blown it. We settled down in the dark, the atmosphere unfriendly, when noises through the wall from the adjoining bedroom made us sit up.

Low noises were coming from the guest room that young Josh had been given and low voices could be heard. 'Kaye has gone into his bedroom,' my wife whispered to me. 'The naughty little bitch. I hope she has more luck than I did,' she added moodily.

That Kaye was luckier than Maria became evident. The next room bed began to squeak occasionally, accompanied by moans and groans of lust and pleasure. 'Oh God, it's fucking good,' we heard our daughter say to him, 'Do that again, Josh', making us wonder what 'that' was that he'd done. 'The dirty cheap tart,' Maria giggled. 'They're going at it like mad. Listen to her. She must think we're asleep...'

Side by side we listened while Kaye and Josh shook the bed with a stolen fuck which ended with gasps and sighs and much giggling and muttering. 'Hope the little whore takes precautions,' opined her mother. 'That was a making a baby fuck and I'm too young to be a grandmother.'

I must have dozed off after that, still full of good food and drink from our night out. I stirred again a couple of hours later, Maria was quietly sliding out of bed from beside me. In the faint pale light of early dawn, I saw her nice cheeky arse, a pale white glow in the gloom of the room, her tits heavy and swinging as she slipped on her dressing gown. 'Can't sleep, going to make some tea,' she said as she kissed my head, 'Go back to sleep, I'll bring you up a cup in a bit'. So I was back in her good books and I hoped she'd return wanting the fucking she'd missed out on. I turned over and tried to get back to sleep but without success. I waited and waited. A good 15 minutes passed and after a while, I got out of bed to go to the toilet. On the landing, by the bathroom door, I heard distinct low sounds coming from below. Curiosity aroused and not sure what was going on to make those noises, I tiptoed downstairs and peered around the kitchen door.

Joshua and Maria were there and unaware of my presence, unaware of anyone else's existence at that moment. Two dressing gowns, his and hers, lay discarded on the kitchen floor by the door. Josh had his broad back to me, or more correctly his backside, a completely bare bum that jerked away thrusting a big rigid prick into my wife, pillaging her hungry cunt. He was crouched right over her, having her across the kitchen table, Maria was bent forward over the kitchen table, her arms holding on to the table edge opposite with his athletic frame covering most of her from my sight. But what I could see was enough. Josh's feet were planted solidly apart on the floor. Between his legs, big balls were swinging and slapping against her and several inches of rigid thick flesh pistoned in and out of her cunt, a perfect round that gripped his prick like an elastic band. From her audible grunts, kept in as low a key as she could, Maria was getting very well shafted indeed by a virile young stud. 'Fuck it, take me, it's yours, Oh my God, it's fucking good' she was rasping at him. It was highly arousing, a dream-like scene.

My prick rose hard. What a fuck I was witnessing and I was loving it. Who but a bad loser would interrupt such a fucking? Two people having a great time, what's wrong with that? I felt no jealousy, just pleasure in craftily watching such an intense scene and knowing that Maria was enjoying a bit of dirty fun.

Before my eyes, I saw the muscles of Josh's buttocks shiver and contract as he worked hard on my wife, his back hunch and jerk, with Maria thrusting back onto his cock like a whore on the clock. They were working towards a perfect climax, certainly aiming to come together. The frenzied convulsions between them continued ever faster. He had his hands tight on her hips, pulling her back onto his cock as he impaled her completely with each length, one hand quickly going over her mouth when she started to gasp a little too loud. His hips and her plump arse slapped together like soft handclaps until hollow groans from them both gave the signal both had satisfied themselves and each other, his balls tightening and relaxing in rapid succession as he pumped his fluid deep into my wife. In the slowing down and as he took his hand off of her mouth and stroked her back and arse, I saw Maria's pelvis give a sharp succession of involuntary heaves like she was coming several times over in continuous spasms. 'Oh, thank you, I needed that,' I heard the horny bitch confess in a heartfelt way. He slowly withdrew his still impressive length from her, stepped back and his come leaked copiously from her slackened cunt as she remained bent over, his emission dripping onto the kitchen floor.

She shakily rose and turned to face him, I watched them kiss deeply and fondly as if thanking each other. 'I wanted to see your bare tits and fuck you from the moment I saw you,' Joshua told her.

'That was very naughty of us, you bad boy,' my wife said, a giggle in her voice, but she was unable to resist asking him 'Does my daughter fuck like her mother?' Joshua kissed her forehead as I peeped around the door. 'I'd fucking love to have the pair of you naked and in bed with me together,' the young ram said seriously, 'The things the three of us could do to each other. One of you sat on my face, the other sat on my cock, leaving you both free to play with each other...'

That was enough for me, if I listened to any more I was likely to come on the back of the kitchen door and getting discovered by them both wanking away at their acts wasn't how I wanted to be discovered, so I nipped quickly back upstairs and into bed, nursing a tremendous hard-on, and in time Maria reappeared with the promised cup of tea. She sat on the edge of the bed and sighed, her conscience getting the better of her. 'An awful thing has happened,' she admitted. I don't know how I'll face Kaye again...' she tailed off, biting her lip and unable to look at me. Before she could continue, I clasped her hand reassuringly.

'It's OK, I know' I told her. 'I've just seen young Josh give you an amazing fuck. I could see you loved every inch he gave you, so put it down to experience, something that just happened.' I grinned as she looked at me, amazed. 'A fuck isn't the end of the world,' I laughed. 'We can all slip up at times. I loved watching you get yours as well. Come on, back to bed now, I want mine, from my wife. I suppose you realise you're old enough to be that boy's mum?'

'Don't rub it in,' she said ruefully. But once accepting that I could excuse her lapse, she snuggled lovingly into my arms and pressed her soft warm body with all its charms against me. I was in no hurry to fuck her, I wanted to hear how she and Josh had come together. She was so obviously proud that a young man had wanted and taken her and she enjoyed detailing all the lurid facts. On entering the kitchen she'd found Josh looking in the fridge, explaining Kaye was fast asleep and that he was hungry. As well he might be after screwing our daughter all night, I heard you, she'd teased him. She went on to say she was there to make tea. As if on cue, an 'atmosphere' developed, just as if the air had become heavy with sexual arousal. Maria noticed his dressing gown wasn't tied, it hung loose and she caught a glimpse of a thick flaccid prick. She stared at it for a bit too long, and it thickened and stiffened still more, raising its head enticingly. She looked up and he was looking her in the eye, smiling.

'You made it do that,' Joshua had told her, taking her hand and confidently placing it on his hot shaft. It throbbed, hard and thick in her hand and meanwhile he gently pushed her dressing gown off her shoulders, revealing those fine upstanding tilted tits. With a moan he was sucking hard at them, cupping them, nibbling on the big erect nipples and telling her they were the best tits he'd had in his hands and mouth all night and she knew she was lost, her resistance was gone. He placed his hand between her legs, fondling her pussy, finding it still wet from both her arousal from earlier and also from her excitement at her current predicament. His fingers expertly probed deep into her cunt as he quickly dropped his own dressing gown and guided her to the kitchen table. She would have wanted to fuck sitting on the table so she could see him but he'd turned her around and bent her over it, telling her 'This is just how Kaye likes to be fucked' and she'd almost come at those words.

'I'm sorry Jack, I honestly loved it, bent over the table, naked in my kitchen, fucked by a lad, at my age,' Maria said, unable to disguise the pride in her voice. 'The young sod, having Kaye and me in the same night. It hardly bears thinking about, does it? It was so big and hard, I felt it so far in me, right at the back of my cunt. He was just amazing,' she muttered again. 'He had mum and her daughter in one night...'

'And you're just about to get the lad and your husband within an hour,' I told her with a grin. We both giggled and kissed passionately, she rolled over on me, sitting up and reaching for my hard cock to guide it into her cunt. 'Yes, you fuck me now,' she ordered. 'It's something I've always wanted, I suppose most women do in their fantasies. Two men to fuck me one after the other. He said he'd like Kaye and me in bed with him. I wouldn't mind you and him being in bed with me!' This was the kind of talk Maria used to indulge in, for sure. I was glad she was back.

'You dirty girl', I laughed. 'Lean over more so that I can suck your tits while you're riding me.' She lunged down and my cock squelched up a gloriously greased up cunt to the hilt.

'Don't you dare come,' she warned me. 'The way I feel I could fuck for hours!'

Who would want any other kind of wife, I ask you? The way her tits bobbed and bounced above me, the way she ground her cunt against my cock, showed how turned on and awakened to sex again the night had made her.

In the morning we all met up downstairs for breakfast and sat at the very table that Josh had fucked my wife so well over. Josh was his usual confident, chatty self with all of us, so it would be difficult to spot any difference in him if he felt any guilt over the encounter, which I suspect he didn't. Maria was certainly a bit more reserved than usual, not sitting with us at the table for too long, instead busying herself with making eggs, toast, cups of coffee and orange juice for all of us. When she did sit with us she was flushed red in the face, she appeared a little out of sorts to the extent that Kaye was concerned about her and asked her if she was feeling a bit unwell. 'Probably just the after-effects of a rare late night my darling' she reassured her daughter, obviously hoping to heaven that her young boyfriend wouldn't ever tell her that he had spent half an hour thoroughly fucking her mum that morning.

I suppose it was just as well for all of us that Kaye and Joshua broke off their friendship not long after returning to their jobs in London. 'He was always after other girls, finding them on social media and messaging them,' she complained to us. 'I'm glad to get rid of the creep. I could never trust him.' Of course, Maria sympathised with her daughter and agreed, saying Kaye couldn't possibly stay in a relationship with someone she couldn't trust if he was fucking other girls behind her back! The irony...

Jack