Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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This is part 11 of an ongoing story. If you have not read the preceding chapters then this might not make a great deal of sense on its own.
Loving Mary
Nanny Mary is Julie and Dave's Mother.
"That's the kind of noises I like to hear," exclaimed Nanny Mary, "have you fucked her to death? I'd better try the kiss of life."
So saying Mary bent over Ruth and kissed her, long and deep. It wasn't the light kiss of friends. It wasn't even the joyful sexy kiss that the Anne's swapped when they engaged in girl-on-girl fun. It was the kiss of lovers. Long term lovers. Nanny Ruth moaned contentedly and started to return Nanny Mary's kisses and Nanny Mary's hand started to caress Nanny Ruth's breasts. Her mouth moved to the nipple and the hand moved down to her cunt. The other hand picked up the KY jelly.
Nanny Mary's hand formed into a soft, streamlined fist, which she covered with a good squeeze of KY. She spread it over her fist and lower forearm then rubbed her knuckles gently up and down Nanny Ruth's pussy lips before starting to ease her fist into Nanny Ruth's cunt. Keeping her fist inside Ruth's cunt Mary eased her way around the table and, shushing me out of the way, stood between Nanny Ruth's legs.
"Now wriggle up the table for me Sweetheart, then I can eat your cunt and fist you while Martin fucks me doggy."
Nanny Ruth wriggled as instructed and I stood behind Nanny Mary waiting for the two women to get themselves organised. Nanny Mary was wearing a dress, a short dress but a dress, none the less. I couldn't get her naked while she had her fist up Nanny Ruth's cunt. I unzipped it anyway. There was no bra to remove. I lifted the hem, up over her waist. There were no panties either. Pulling the hem up and wrapping it around the gap where the zip was I managed to get most of her delicious body exposed for my pleasure. Bob Martins obviously enjoyed tall women with long, shapely legs, a slim waist and glorious tits.
"When you've finished wondering which hole to fuck first I want you to know it will be my cunt first. Don't worry you'll have both our arses before you leave. I hope you're stroking your cock and keeping it hard while you're admiring the view!" declared Mary.
It was when I heard the sounds of pleasure my Nan started to make that I knew she was being eaten out and fisted by Mary, I stepped up to the mark. Resting my knob end against Mary's cunt lips and paused.
"Rough or gentle?"
"Rough! Rough as you like! You can be gentle later, when I'm sore!"
Nanny Mary was Dave and my Julie's Mother. Like me their father was Bob Martins (Snr.). As I've said before and shall probably repeat now and then, Bob Martins (Snr.) liked his women. I have to admit that, so far, I could find nothing wrong with his taste.
Rough she'd asked for and rough she got, to some extent. I couldn't jerk her back onto my cock as I thrust deep into her. That would have spoiled the pleasure that she was giving Ruth. That was not on the agenda. To compensate I nudged her legs a little further apart and stood up closer to her deliciously pert bum. In that position I was leaning ever so slightly backwards. I could hold her hips and ram my cock hard into her while holding her as still as possible. My first hammer blow made her scream loudly. I stopped, still buried deep inside her.
"Too much? Too hard?" I asked tentatively.
"Fuck no! It was a nice surprise. Hammer me Grandson, fuck your Nanny Mary like the slut she is!"
I watched Mary's arm piston steadily in and out of Ruth's cunt and timed my thrusts to coincide. As Mary's fist was nearing the full depth of Ruth's cunt I rammed my cock home giving just a little extra thrust to the fist in the cunt. Both women howled their appreciation. We had a rhythm going, nice and steady. Ruth climaxed noisily and quickly the first time but Mary didn't miss so much as a beat. Her fist kept pumping and her wrist kept twisting working to bring her to climax again.
I fucked her hard. She started to whimper, she grunted, shuddered violently. Her head came up. She went still then collapsed onto Nanny Ruth's thighs. Only her elbow continued to move as she continued to fist her lover.
"OK?" I asked with more than a little concern.
She nodded then sighed.
"Keep it in me. Keep fucking me until I've satisfied Ruth," she said returning her mouth to Ruth's cunt.
I began to bend and straighten my legs in an attempt to vary the angle of penetration trying, to some extent, to emulate the flexibility of Mary's wrist as it pleasured Ruth's cunt. When Mary began to loose it again her fisting became erratic. Ruth started to jerk and groan with increasing volume. This was my cue to concentrate totally on Mary's pleasure and leave her to satisfy Ruth. Adjusting my position I rammed my cock into her wet cunt while jerking her hips backwards. Cock head met womb like a steam train hitting the buffers. Mary squealed, Ruth shuddered and I rammed home again, jerking Mary back onto me.
"Yes! Fuck yes! Pound my greedy cunt Martin!"
I rammed my cock home once more and watched as the force was transmitted through Mary's body, down her arm and drove fist deep, deep into cunt.
"Aghhhh!" shouted Ruth.
"Ugnnnn!" groaned Mary.
"Fuck!" I yelled and drove in once more.
"Yes! Fuck!" came a voice.
"Faster!" came a second.
I went into free fall. No trying to time my thrusts to meet the women's pleasure now. I started pounding, hard, deep and fast. My thighs and belly beating a drum solo on Mary's arse.
They climaxed together, their bodies jerking and trembling as shudder after shudder trembled through their frames. It was as if each others' pleasure was transferring to the other causing further little climaxes. I slowed, grateful that they had cum before I needed to unload. I wanted to last as long as possible. Slowly, gently I brought them back to our real world and let them rest.
I eased my cock out, supported Mary's hips and moved to her side. I had to look! Her tongue was still gently flicking Nanny Ruth's clitty and her arm was still sliding her fist back and forth in Nanny Ruth's cunt. Each inward stroke was burying her arm nearly to half way between her wrist and her elbow. When she withdrew it was to her knuckles. I could see that her hand was shaped as if holding a tennis racket. Despite having climaxed twice Nanny Ruth was well on her way to another and it quickly became clear that Nanny Mary was intent on making it happen.
As she recovered so the fisting sped up, gently, softly at first but as Nanny Ruth responded so the action grew in intensity. Mary started to twist her arm this way and that as it moved in and out. I noticed on the out stroke that she kept changing the shape of her fist. Ruth started to pant and throw her head side to side. She grabbed hold of the table edges and her legs jerked spasmodically. Mary moved her head, placing her mouth right over Ruth's cunt.
She wasn't licking any more she was eating her out! Devouring her. All the while the action of her pumping fist increased in tempo and aggression. Ruth started to scream her pleasure to the world. She hooked her knees over the edge to help her remain steady. Her knuckles went white with the effort of clinging on. Her mouth opened, her shoulders lifted and her head went back. She screamed a silent scream, shook frighteningly and started to thrash about on the table top. It was only Mary, holding her tight that prevented her moving too much. I leaned over her, pressed my chest against her beautiful breast and kissed her deeply on the lips while she settled down.
"My god I enjoyed that!" she exclaimed once she had calmed and got her breath back.
"In your own time," said Mary happily before adjusting her position slightly then lowering her mouth lovingly onto her lovers pussy.
Ruth twitched but made no complaint, just a soft, appreciative 'mewww'. She lay there contentedly.
"Enough, for now Darling," she said quietly after a few minutes, "your turn." she ended, rolling onto her side to make room for Mary beside her. "Martin, put the kettle on, there's a dear. Slow plate. Don't want it cumin' to the boil before we do."
As I moved towards the Aga she swung her legs over the side of the big, farmhouse table, sat up and eased her feet down to the slate slabbed floor. Mary moved to take her position in the centre of the table. Ruth leaned forward and gave her lover a full, passionate kiss on the lips, tenderly ran her hand over her breasts, down across her tight little tummy before dipping two fingers into her recently fucked cunt.
"Thank you Darling! Now it's your turn while Martin discovers what fucking a fisted cunt feels like."
She picked up the tube of KY and liberally applied it to her hand and lower part of her forearm. By then she had walked round to the head of the table and I was standing beside the table drinking in the beauty of Mary's naked body. Somewhere between eating Ruth's cunt and climbing onto the table Mary had managed to let her dress fall off. It was beside the table, on the floor. I picked it up and put it tidily on the rocking chair beside the Aga before returning to the table.
"Watch and learn," instructed Ruth, "you have big hands, like your father, but we'll get used to them if you do it carefully."
She folded her hand so that her fingers came to a dull point then pushed her thumb in towards the palm. The shape of her hand was quite streamlined, the bumps of her knuckles more smooth.
"Use your fingers to prepare your woman, keep your nails smooth and trimmed."
She moved her hand to demonstrate turning her hand slowly left and right as if she was easing it into Mary's cunt.
"Once your fingers are settled and she's comfortable bring your thumb into play. It opens her up whereas the fingers on their own tend to make her slit longer the thumb starts to open it more to an oval."
Again she demonstrated and again turned and twisted her hand as she moved it.
