Mother in Law Finds the Courage

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After what had been an eventful day thus far, the wedding ceremony had been great, the meal excellent, the speeches, etc, etc, and after a slight intermission, we all join together for a wild night of partying

I'm sitting at one of the tables, enjoying my drink, minding my own business. Lisa, Claire, Anne and my mother-in-law are all on the dance floor, knocking out their best drunken moves. Not the most flattering, but they were all having a good time, which is what counts. Mom, waves for me to join them, but I shake my head to say no, I'm not much of a dancer and it takes a lot for me to embarrass myself.

They all huddle together, whispering between themselves. The next thing I see is Claire, the bride in her beautiful dress, comes waltzing over. Going behind me, she throws her arms around my neck and gives me a big hug, followed by a sloppy kiss on the cheek.

Slightly slurring her words, Claire leans over. "Why is my favourite adopted brother-in-law sitting here by himself, when you have four hot women wanting you to join them."

I laugh, "It's fine, I'm enjoying watching all of you murder that dance floor."

Claire gasps. She plops herself down on the seat next to me. "I'll have you know that I happen to be a very good dancer, you cheeky little bugger."

I tell her she should be dancing with her new husband.

She grabs hold of my arm to steady herself. "Are you kidding me? Have you seen the state of that idiot? He has gotten himself so drunk, I had the staff to take him to our room; he never could handle his drink, the moron... and to think I was going to let him fuck me up ass tonight in this dress. Whoops."

Claire throws her hand over her mouth in shock. "I'm sorry, Andy, that was an overshare."

We both look at each other awkwardly for a few seconds before bursting into laughter.

Claire stands back up, and pulls at my arm. "Come on, Andy, don't be a party pooper, come dance with us, we all want you to join."

This is one argument I'm not going to win, and who am I to deny the bride this one request on her special day.

I shake my head. "Fine, fine, okay, I'll come."

Claire takes me by the hand, drags me out of my chair and leads me over to the girls.

As they see me being escorted over, they all start cheering. In their drunken state, they start chanting my name," Andy, Andy, woahhhh," as Claire places me in the centre of them all.

I'm like a deer surrounded by four lionesses, all wanting a piece of me. Dancing Queen by ABBA is blasting from the speakers, as they all sing in unison. One by one, each of the women take turns showing me their dirtiest dance moves. Grinding up against me, slut dropping, bending over and shaking their ass on my cock, grabbing my head and forcing it into their cleavages. After my mother-in-law and sister-in-law had finished their set, the other women cheered. I was like a piece of meat to them... it was great.

Lisa was up next. She was extra dirty, given I was her husband, grabbing my cock and jumping into my arms, grinding herself on my shaft. As she let herself down, she pulled my head down for a big kiss; again, the girls go wild.

When the kiss breaks, she whispers into my ear, "Babes, Claire is a little upset that Chris has spoilt their special night; be a good boy and show her a good time." She pulls back, plants one more kiss on my lips, and nods at me as she re-joins the circle.

Why the hell did Chris have to go and get so drunk, the idiot. With Tom's advice still going through my head, I did as I was told and obeyed my wife.

Claire, two steps into the middle, all the other girls chant, "Go Claire, go Claire." They all start clapping as one.

Out of nowhere, Claire drops to the floor, performing a perfect split in her wedding dress and starts bouncing on her legs, with her face right in front of my crotch. I am a little shocked, given it is her wedding day, that she is acting like this in front of all the other guests, but who am I to judge? Pulling herself back up, she turns around facing away from me and does a half-handstand, but places her legs either side of my waist. My instant reaction is to grab hold.

Like a professional contortionist, she manages to wrap her legs around my waist, locking them together, then in a feat of core strength, pulls herself up and grabs the back of my head to hold herself in place.

I'm stunned. In a panic to stop her from falling forward, I grab a hold of her chest, my hands land perfectly on both her tits. The girls bring the roof down with a screaming roar as Claire starts to grind on my cock, all I can do is hold on to her whilst she does her thing.

Finally, she releases her leg clamp as I lower my head slightly, allowing her to stand. Claire turns around and kisses me quickly on the lips. "Thanks, Andy, that's just what I needed."

I look over to my wife. She smiles, and silently says thank you with her lips before blowing me a kiss.

I try to go to sit back down, as my boxers are covered in pre-cum from her grinding and I need a rest. The girls have other ideas, however. Dragging me back, they take turns dancing (normal dancing, thank god), and by the end, I'm exhausted.

Lisa comes up to me and links my arm. "Honey, me and Claire are going back to her room so she can change into something more comfortable, the dress will be ruined if she doesn't."

I kiss her on the forehead and tell her it's not a problem. As Lisa is walking away, she quickly comes back.

"By the way, mom has been eyeing you up all night, she doesn't think anyone has noticed but I have. Go have a dance with her and get her worked up for later on."

BINGO! I think to myself, it's back on-- Lisa still wants a show with me and her mom.

I tell her that I'm going to the bar for a top-up, then I will go work my best moves on my mother-in-law. She gives me one more kiss and disappears with Claire.

On my way, I notice my niece Lily at the bar, waiting to be served. Slowly, I sneak up behind her, grabbing a hold of her hips and letting out a ghoulish noise.

She jumps a mile. "Uncle Andyyyyy stop, you know I don't like that!" she yells. Quickly crossing her legs, she puts her hand between them. "Look, you made me pee, you bastard." She slaps me with her other hand.

Ever since she was little, it's always been our thing, where I scare the shit out of her whenever I can. I burst out laughing, calling her an old lady.

This angers Lily, and she attacks me by trying to tickle my sides. "No I'm not an old lady, you are, if you didn't scare me I wouldn't have peed."

I'm laughing harder, as she tries her utmost to attack me, which only makes her madder. "Oooooh, you're so annoying at times, uncle."

I shake my head. "Okay, I get it, no more scaring you, you're too old for that."

Lilly pouts at me. "I'm never too old to play with you, Uncle Andy, besides, I'm old enough now to play other things..." A smile climbs on her face as she moves her hand and grabs my cock through my trousers. Her mouth drops open. "Shit, I didn't know it was that big, oh my god."

It must be the drink talking, as I slap her hand away. "Stop that, young lady, it's not for you, it's your aunt Lisa's."

Lily steps back. "Well, if you make me pee, this is what happens; that's the way it's going to be from now on. Okay, Uncle?"

I shake my head. "Okay, okay, I get the message, Lily."

I pay for her drink, she kisses me on the cheek. "Thanks, Uncle Andy, you're the best. Untickle next time." She is laughing at her own joke, as she disappears back to the dance floor.

I lean up against the bar, recovering from what had just happened. As I scan my surroundings, all of the old folk are sitting, chatting to each other at one table; the young kids are running a riot, too much sugar in their systems to calm them down. The dance floor is impressive, normally there are only a handful of people up there, but the DJ is playing some classics, which is making people get up, reminisce and throw their old-school moves around.

I see mom and Anne sitting at a table, chatting, so I make my way over, but not before stopping at the DJ booth to ask him to play something slow. He gives me the nod and says he will after this song. Arriving at the table, I place my drink down and sit with the ladies.

We are talking between ourselves when the DJ puts on 'Amazed' by Lonestar, an absolute classic for slow dancing. This will help me arouse my mother-in-law for sure. Both the girls let out a collective, "Awwwww," as they love the song.

Standing up, I hold out my hand to Gemma. "Could I please have the honour, mom." Before I can even finish my sentence, she jumps out of the chair and drags me to the dance floor.

With my hands around her waist and hers linked around my head, we slowly dance, looking into each other's eyes. When you listen to the words of the song, it's quite scary how similar the lyrics match how I feel about the amazing woman.

Halfway through the song. I adjust her arms and pull her into me, her head resting against my chest. Softly, I whisper into her ear, "Mom, you look incredible today. From the moment I saw you at the reception, I've wanted to slip you out of that dress and slowly make love to you."

Her grip tightens around my chest.

"Later, I'm going to tie you to the bed and explore every inch of your perfect body. Nothing rough, not tonight, I want you to feel pleasure like never before, I want to show you how much I love you."

Gemma lifts her head. "Andy, it's a good thing I have a long dress on because my pussy is absolutely soaking. You can do anything you want to me, baby-- anything!"

With that said, the song ends. I kiss mom on the forehead, then we head back over to the table, hand in hand.

Lisa and Claire have already returned and are talking with her sister. Lisa raises her eyebrows towards us. "Mom, can I please have my husband back, you two looked like a cute couple on the dance floor there."

Gemma's embarrassed. "Don't be silly, young lady, he was the perfect gentleman," as she pats me on the bum.

I sit myself down next to Lisa, she leans in whilst the others are talking. "Well. did it work?"

I chuckle, "Like a charm, she is so horny right now."

Lisa smiles. "Awesome. Right, here is the plan. We still have another hour before things start to die down. When I give you the nod, I'm going to tell you that I've had enough and that I'm going back to our room. I will tell you to make sure mom gets back to her room okay. I have the spare key you gave me for mom's room, so I will let myself in and hide in the wardrobe until you arrive."

I'm so turned on at this point, knowing that all the hard work I've put in will come to fruition in the next couple of hours.

As people start to leave the venue, we are all still sitting at the table, drinking and chatting; I'm constantly looking over to Lisa, waiting for the signal. Then it happens-- she gets up from her chair, looks at me, and gives me the nod. I quickly pull out my special blue pill and down the rest of my drink with it. Knowing what's about to happen, I want him to be at attention all night long.

Lisa walks over to Claire, making sure everybody hears her, she slightly raises her voice, "Right, ladies, it's time for me to call it a night, as much as I've had an amazing time, this body needs to crash. Andy, can you please make sure mom gets back to her room okay."

In unison, everybody else decides to get up and call it a night also, including Gemma. Lisa looks at me with wide eyes, I have to think quick.

Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I drop it down the side of the chair. Everyone is hugging and kissing each other, saying their goodbyes. I look at Lisa and silently tell her to go now.

Gemma has already started to walk away so I call her back, "Hold on a sec, mom, I can't find my phone."

Gemma stops and turns around to help me look for it. This gives Lisa the time she needs to make her escape. As soon as I'm sure the coast is clear, I miraculously find my phone on the floor. "FOUND IT!" I shout out, to make it look believable.

With the dispersal of the group complete, I link arms with my mother-in-law, and we slowly make our way back to her room, deliberately taking my time. As we reach the door, Gemma pulls out her key card and swipes it open.

Entering the room, I look directly at the wardrobe and grin.

Gemma throws her bag on the chair. "I'm going to change out of this dress, son, be a good boy and make us both a drink, will you," as she disappears into the bathroom.

Opening the minibar, I pull out a couple miniature vodkas and quickly make two vodka cokes. Slumping into a chair, I loosen my collar and tie, then take a sip of my drink. As I lean forward to place it down on the table, I see Gemma walk out of the bathroom.

My jaw hits the floor when I look up. My mother-in-law is standing there in that perfect set of lingerie, the set which had caused so much trouble at the wedding shop, the set she teased me with last weekend. She looks like a model, the perfect body, flawlessly presented with her silk bra, garter belt and silk stockings, there are no knickers, only the beautiful view of her smooth, bald pussy.

Gemma, slowly walks over to me. I go to stand, but she stops me. "No. son, please stay in the chair."

Walking behind, Gemma bends over and nibbles on my ear. whilst rubbing my chest. "Do you trust me, son?"

Instantly, without hesitation, I reply, "Of course I do, mom."

Her hands rise towards my neck as she takes off my tie. "Be a dear and put your hands through the back of the chair for me." I do as requested, Gemma wraps the tie around my wrists securing them to the back of the chair.

She kisses me on the side of the head as she stands up. "That's a good boy, we don't want you touching mommy... not yet, anyways." Dropping to her knees in front of me, she carefully unzips my trousers and releases my rock-hard cock. "My oh my, someone is a little excited, aren't they."

Before I can even reply, she devours my full length into her mouth and so begins a night of fucking that will go down in history.

Like a pro, mom manages to get me so worked up, that I can already feel myself getting close. Instinctively, I start to thrust my hips upwards to help, but my mother-in-law has other ideas.

She stops sucking and looks at me, "Son, I'm in control, no moving, just sit there and trust me, please, honey."

I gently nod my head in acknowledgment, as Gemma goes back to work, gagging on my cock. Looking over her head towards the wardrobe, I can make out a dark figure from the door that's slightly ajar. My beautiful wife is watching as her mother sucks her husband's cock. I'm in a sex-fuelled trance; I can't see her eyes, but I know she can see me staring straight at her.

Mom slowly withdraws my cock from her mouth and stares at it for a while, as though deep in thought. She then rests it against her forehead with her eyes closed.

I'm a little confused. "Are you okay, mom?"

Opening her eyes, she looks at me with a half-smile, then quickly nods her head and stands up.

Straddling my legs, she pulls my head into her chest and hugs me tightly. "I'm perfect, son, absolutely perfect." With that said, she slowly descends onto my red-hot shaft.

I can feel the heat emanating from her pussy the closer she gets; it's intoxicating, sending me dizzy with lust. As my head spreads her lips, it effortlessly slides in as my mother-in-law takes in a sharp breath. Her mouth is still open and her eyes closed, she slowly and methodically grinds back and forth on my cock, enjoying every movement. Gradually, she opens her eyes, and we are face to face staring at each other.

Gemma, softly kisses me, then leans back, as she continues to slowly grind on my cock bringing me closer and closer. "Andy, I have something I want to ask," she seems nervous. "Since we have been having sex, I thought it best I go to the doctors to see if things still work, so to speak."

I give her a concerning look. "What do you mean, is everything okay, mom?"

Gemma looks sheepish. "You know, to find out if everything is as it should be."

I'm still clueless, giving her a glazed look.

Gemma rolls her eyes and laughs, "For god's sake, Andy, I wanted to know if I was still fertile, I know I have my pill, but I'm at that age where I was unsure if I was."

The penny finally drops and I let out an, "Aaaaaaa, got ya," followed by a surprised look as she continues.

"Well, it turns out I am. That's why I decided to stop taking my contraceptive pill two weeks ago."

I was startled, "You did WHAT!"

Gemma quickly stops me, "Please let me finish talking, baby, I don't think I'll have the courage again, if I don't say it now." She puts her hands on my face. "You saved me, son, nobody else, you and you alone pulled me from the hell I was living. You listened to me, you supported me and now I'm free."

Gemma lets out a deep breath. "I can never repay you, but what I can do is love you, I'm yours forever, to do with what you want. I trust you to never hurt me, well not in a way that I don't want," she lets out a little chuckle, "you know what I mean, you won't betray me. That's why I've decided that I want you to breed me. I want you to fill me with your seed and make me pregnant. I don't need anyone else in my life other than the people I have around me now. I'm the happiest I've ever been and I want to keep it that way."

Gemma smiles at me again. "I'm about to stop talking and make you cum in me, you can't stop me with your hands tied behind your back. If I'm overstepping the line and you don't want this, then you can stop me by telling so, and I will respect your choice. If you don't say anything, then this will be my gift to you, to both of you."

With that said, my mother-in-law puts her arms around my neck and pulls herself into me, hugging as tightly as she can. Slowly, she begins to grind back and forth on my cock once more. Soft and subtle whimpers of pleasure emanate from her each time my cock fully penetrates. I'm so hard, I feel the tip of my cock brushing against her cervix with each stroke, it's like nothing I've felt before.

Unsure what to do, I look towards the wardrobe for a response, raising my eyebrows, wondering if my wife will put a stop to this. After about a minute, I see the door carefully open as Lisa steps halfway into view. She is standing there in her lingerie, her body glistening all over with sweat, her hand rubbing her pussy.

I get the familiar feeling that I'm close. Gemma's slow, rhythmic fucking has me so turned on, her moans directly next to my ear are so delicious, I just want to grab her and fuck her like an animal, but I can't-- it's driving me wild.

With little regard to being caught, I throw my head up with a sense of urgency, to get a response from Lisa, as it's getting to the point of no return. There is nothing I want more than to flood my mother-in-law's fertile womb with my seed, but not at the cost of alienating my wife.

Finally, my wife looks me dead in the eyes, whilst biting her bottom lip; she nods her head giving me the green light. Slowly, she disappears back into the wardrobe.

Relief comes over me as I put my full focus onto mom. I move my head and begin whispering into her ear, "I'm going to fill you up so much that there is no way you don't get pregnant."