I remember the day I took my girlfriend to see my parents. We had a lovely meal and both my mum and my dad commented on how gorgeous she was and how I’d better look after her as I wouldn’t get a lovelier, more beautiful girl. I agreed!

After a year we got engaged and my fiancé Claire got very close to my mother. I think having 3 boys my mother thought of Claire as a daughter. It was really nice to see them get on so well. They both went to the gym together, did yoga etc.

One Monday at work it was slow so I decided to go to my parents and help Claire and my mother plan the wedding which is only a month away. As I approached the house I had to park some distance away as there was no spaces outside the house. I locked the car and walked up the drive. On the approach to the front door you have to walk past a small window which is at the bottom of the staircase. I glanced through and saw my mother and Claire going upstairs. I thought nothing of it until I saw they were holding hands. My mother leading Claire up the stairs. Still really thinking nothing of it I walked in. There was music playing upstairs so it masked the noise of me entering the house. I took my shoes off and stopped at the bottom of the stairs. I could here them laughing and then silence. I crept up the stairs as not to make a sound and stopped just before the top of the stairs. From here I could see through the railings and into my parents room. Claire was stood there and my mother was slowly undoing the top buttons of her blouse. Undoing all the buttons she pulled her blouse off her shoulders and stood back looking at Claire’s toned body. “Wow you are gorgeous” I heard my mother say. “So you like what you see” Claire replied. “Oh yes” mother answered leaning forward and kissing Claire’s neck. Claire’s head leaned backwards as she enjoyed the soft slow kisses. Claire reached down and pulled my mothers top up and over her head. They both stood there touching each other. Their lips met and they kissed passionately. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I froze not knowing what to do. As they kissed Claire pulled down her skirt to the floor, stepping out of it. Mother pulling her joggers down. Now both in only their underwear, their hands ran up and down each other’s bodies. Feeling each other’s curves. Claire reached around my mothers back and separated the clasp on her bra. “Oh my god, your breasts are perfect” Claire whispered. From there they stripped naked and my mother pushed Claire onto the bed. Claire laid on her back as my mother kissed up and down her body. She was kissed her passionately all over as Claire moaned. My mother cupped Claire’s breasts one at a time and tenderly licked them. Sucking on them. Keeping eye contact all the time. She moved down between Claire’s legs. I moved up the stairs for a better look. Mother began to feast on Claire’s pussy. Sucking and licking her. Claire’s moans were louder and more meaningful than any sex we had had. They kissed passionately again. They looked like they were trying to eat each other such was the passion and embrace of their bodies. Claire tossed mother over, mother shreeking and laughing at the move. Claire began to reciprocate my mothers moves, kisses down her body, lips and teeth pulling at mothers breasts. The speed she went down on mother parting her legs wide and hard. Mother screaming in passion again. Claire sucking and drinking from my mothers flowing juices. “God you taste amazing” she cried. Mother leaned over to the top drawer and got two large vibrators. Laughing they assumed the 69 position and teased one another’s pussys with the vibrating toys. Their moans were loud. “Fuck me” “fuck me harder” fuck me fast” “faster” were words flying out their mouths. I couldn’t catch most of them, such was the speed of their screams. They flung out the toys and locked their mouths on each other’s pussies. Their tongues in deep. Their fingers rubbing each other’s clits. Then two loud screams as they came together. Still frantically trying to extract as much juice out of each other as they could. After sucking in every drop, they turned back to face each other, bodies entwined as they kissed. Their juices mixing in their mouths. Not intent on just cumming once they carried on kissing. They weren’t done. As I watched in shock at them still melting into each other I got my phone out and filmed them......I felt humiliated, broken. I wanted to storm in. But I couldn’t move. I crept back downstairs and left the house. I never said anything to either of them. How could I ? What would I say? They’ve hurt me in a way I never thought they could.

The wedding day came and it was amazing. The best day of my life. Or it would have been if it wasn’t for those images constantly burned into my brain. As we got up to do our speeches I paused. “Ladies and gentleman, friends and family. Thank you for coming today on this special occasion. I’ve thought long and hard about what to say and instead of blundering through my speech I’ve made a video of all my thoughts. I looked at my mother and Claire so happy and anxious to see what I’ve created. I turned on the large screen and pressed play. As I stood to toast my wife the video played them having sex that night. Their faces turned to horror. I raised my glass once more.....”to the happy couple” !!!!

 

GREAT,GREAT story. Loved it looking for more!.

 

I’ve posted quite a few now. Thank you for your kind words

 

Wow you are scorching hot!!

 

You should fuck your mother and your fiance! You would enjoy it more!