You probably ought to read parts 1 and 2 of this story although I have tried to make it 'stand-alone.'.
I am using my husband's account. I should have started my own but I only thought I was going to write one story, it's too late now.
I wanted to write a story from a husband's perspective. This is the culmination of a lot of sexy discussions I have had with my husband over the years. I hope I got the male response right. That's as far as reality goes, the rest is fantasy.
If you want 10" cocks, women who orgasm in 10 seconds flat, simultaneous orgasms or gallons of cum then I'm sorry, but this is not the right story for you. I like to write about ordinary people with ordinary sexual appetites in slightly out of the ordinary situations. I try to keep the plot lines as near to reality as I can.
I try to keep the sex as true to my own experience as possible. I love to write about kissing, stoking, how sex feels and sex as an encounter which involves all the senses. I do like to 'get dirty' but only in the height of my (and my character's) arousal. All my stories have my own experience in them, but they are not autobiographical.
No one in this story is under the age of 18.
Constructive feedback welcome. I am from UK, so UK spelling applies. Thank you for reading my story.
Act 1 -- the announcement
Harry left home, went through university, settled down in his first home and first job. He only ever had one girlfriend a lovely girl called Emma. They had known each other for 5 years when one day he dropped by to our house.
"Any coffee on the go, mum?"
"Yes Harry, sit down"
"Good there is something I want to tell you and dad about Emma and me."
Maddy's face dropped. "Oh no Harry, what's wrong?"
"Nothing mum, quite the opposite. We are going to announce our engagement."
Maddy stood up and threw her arms around him. I walked over and patted him on the back. "That's a smart move son, she is a lovely girl," I said. Maddy shed a tear of joy or two.
"Yes, but you can't say anything as she wants to tell you herself. So, can you come over next Saturday, and we will make dinner. Stay the night so we can all have a drink or two."
"Of course," I said we will be delighted and don't worry we won't let on.
Maddy was more perceptive than me. "You didn't come all the way over here to invite us to dinner though, did you?"
"I could never keep a secret from you mum even if I wanted to. I'm not sure where to start; this is a bit difficult to talk about."
"Take a deep breath and start at the beginning son," I said.
"As you know I have only ever dated Emma. I knew from the start she was the only girl for me. What I didn't realise when I first dated her is that she was a virgin."
"I hope you were gentle, Harry." Maddy interrupted.
"I was and I am, mum, you would be proud of me. I had a good teacher." They smiled at each other; the same vision was in all our heads. "Emma isn't one for rough or dirty sex, which doesn't bother me at all. That doesn't mean she is a prude, far from it, sometimes I think she borders on the nymphomaniac. We have a very, very healthy sex life." He smiled.
"Not sure what your problem is then, son," I chipped in.
"I think Emma sometimes wishes she had 'played the field' a bit before she met me. She didn't expect her first to be her one and only. Also like so many of our friends she assumes I have."
"Well tell her the truth, Harry. You remember what I told you about keeping secrets." I interrupted.
"Great dad. So I say ....oh Emma, actually, I wasn't a virgin before we met, but only because I had sex with my mum twice with my dad watching. I'm not sure that's going to work very well."
"I see what you mean," Maddy confirmed.
"But I want to help her get some experience."
"Have you discussed that with her," I interrupted him.
"Yes, and she says it would be nice if she had at least one other experience. We've thought of friends, but I must admit I don't trust them. I don't trust them to keep quiet and I don't trust them not to pester her for more. We don't want to hire someone as that would be too cold and we are not keen on a stranger. It all feels too sordid and a bit dangerous."
"Well, I am proud you have the sort of relationship with Emma where you can discuss these things, but I'm not sure we can help, Harry." Maddy said.
"I'm not sure you can mum, but dad can." My chin hit the table and my cock grew 2 inches!!!
I spluttered "yeah right, like I would be comfortable making love to my sons' girl friend and in any case, she wouldn't want to with me, I'm too old."
Harry frowned. "I'm not sure how that fits with the man who loved and trusted his son and wife so much he let them make love in front of him. When that turned into filthy language and animal sex, he still didn't bat an eyelid. Plus, I know she finds you attractive she has said so many times with her 'oh that's where you get you good looks from' comments."
Maddy said. "No Harry, you are both too young for this. Spend more time exploring each other before you try other people."
"Well, if you won't help, I guess we have no choice, but it does bother her and it makes her hesitate about marriage. Making a lifelong commitment with only one experience worries her. I sort of hoped it would be the icing on the cake of an engagement announcement. It would allow her to look to the future with more confidence."
I chipped in. "Oh hi Emma welcome to our family. Oh, by the way why don't you fuck your father-in-law." Maybe I was a bit too sarcastic with that one. I always thought Emma was very attractive in looks and personality and I just couldn't believe it would happen, so I tried to pour cold water on the idea.
Maddy chipped in to lighten the mood. "Your dad isn't saying he won't help, Harry."
"I'm not?"
"No, you are not. I've seen the way you look at her and I don't blame you; what's not to like."
Harry interrupted, "and how do you feel about that mum?"
"I can hardly object given Bob let me make love to you, twice. But even if I could object I wouldn't. I'm quite interested in the idea of seeing Bob make love to a beautiful girl."
"Good that's settled then," said Harry.
I shook my head (although secretly I was jumping for joy), "all bar actually making it work then Harry."
"I have an idea, Dad"
"I bet you do."
Act 2 -- the actual announcement
I was extremely nervous leading up to Saturday, in fact twice I suggested to Maddy we call the whole thing off. I was worried for Harry's relationship. What if it all backfired? Maddy calmed me down both times. She said we should trust Harry and in any case that I was a sensitive man; if I got any sort of negative vibe from Emma I would know how to back down. Harry was trusting us.
We couldn't help admitting to each other that the sexual tension was building. I asked Maddy if she was intending to have sex with Harry. She said that if the circumstances were right that, she would, but if it happened at all, she would want it to be more loving.
The night arrived and we found outside at Emma and Harry's front door. It opened and Emma welcomed us in. She looked fantastic. I again wondered whether Harry had chosen her for her resemblance to his mother when she was younger. She is only just under 5 foot with long brunette hair and a pert body to die for. She was wearing a low-cut black dress with spaghetti straps. Like Maddy, Emma doesn't have large breasts, but the wonder bra was working its magic! She had a pair of thin strapped open toed stilettos on her small but perfect feet...... oh, and a broad smile.
Maddy said, "oh Emma that dress suits you so much, you look so sexy tonight, doesn't she Bob?"
"Maddy, to be fair Emma could look sexy in a bin liner, but yes, Emma you look jaw droppingly sexy. I will try to keep my eyes off you but feel free to remind me that I'm staring."
Emma blushed "Bob, you are just like Harry, very cheeky. I don't mind a bit of staring, but I do object to dribbling." We laughed; she had a sense of humour that perfectly matched our own. Regardless of what happened (or didn't) this was going to be a fun night, but then it always was with Harry and Emma.
After a great meal and quite a few glasses of wine, Emma made her announcement. We all got up. I shook Harry's hand, whilst Maddy and Emma hugged and kissed each other on the cheek. Emma came over to me with her back to Harry. Harry gave his mum a long kiss on her lips, very naughty and I tried not to betray them with my expression. 'Slight tongues' I thought. They had distracted me with their antics and by the time Emma was in my arms coming in for a kiss I misjudged the position of her cheek. I found I was kissing her on the lips completely by accident. My hands were on her hips and our bodies were only inches apart. She knew the kiss was an accident and to her credit she did not shrink away. She left her lips on mine for a split second. Not long enough to be deemed sexual but long enough to signal her willingness to kiss me on the lips.
We sat back down and continued chatting, but the kisses had an effect. Although we chatted together, Harry mainly talked to his mother, his eyes dancing over her cleavage. This left me spending time talking to Emma. Her dress was beautiful, and she was radiant after making her announcement. Her whole body smiled. I studied her lips as she spoke, I imagined kissing them again. Her breasts seemed even more smooth and curvy than before. I was hypnotised by them, their firmness, their shape and admit I wasn't really listening to what she was saying. Out of the haze I did hear, "you are drooling bob." Like waking from a dream, I looked at Emma's face, she was beaming.
"Oh, Emma I'm so sorry. That is so rude of me."
"Don't be silly bob, I'm really not offended. Truth be known I'm flattered."
