Marcy Has Fun...Finally

She cut my floundering monologue short with a turn of head face down into the massage table and saying, "Stop your yammering, Mark, let's begin. I want to see what it feels like."

With that I dipped my fingers anew into some warm oil and starting at her knees worked my way up her thighs until I was touching her labia. Pushing her legs further apart I worked one of her genital lips up and down its length. I gently massaged each lip until it thickened and warmed to the touch. As often happens with this type of massage Marcy's, like any woman's, labia folded open, her inner labia or nymphae thickened with blood and folded open from her vagina, thus revealing the dark pink hole of her vagina, and her clitoris also engorged and thickened. I tried to stay focused on the techniques of the massage, not the fact that I was now rubbing my wife's mother's pussy.

Yeah, that was the kicker causing me to be so nervous. Marcy was my mother-in-law and a long time friend even before I had met her daughter, Denise. To be touching her so intimately and to be so aroused by her in the first place was making me feel very nervous. I simultaneously wanted to finish this massage like a pro and bone her as hard as I could. And what was up with Marcy. Why was she pressing all my buttons to get me so aroused? I thought to myself, "Focus on the task at hand." I continued to alternate massage strokes across Marcy's body and focusing on her genital labia.

I soon was tugging and massaging her nymphae or inner labia so my thumbs or fingers were right at the opening to her vagina. Not only was she shiny with oil from my hands, but a little white, creamy dribble was visible from her vagina. The labial massage was having it's intended affect: kickstarting sexual sensations and increasing blood flow and other fluids to parts of Marcy's body.

Marcy's hips were raised in the air now so that I could easily access between her legs. At one point when my thumb and forefinger were massaging one of her nymphae and my thumb was snug against the opening of her vagina, Marcy pushed back so that my thumb slid up inside of her. She let out a gasp and pushed her hips down further so that my thumb pushed up her slippery vagina to my first knuckle. Instead of withdrawing I kept up the massaging motion of working the wall of her vagina and her right nympha between my thumb and forefinger. Then taking her cue I switched hands and sides and slide my thumb easily inside of her to continue the same on the opposite wall of her vagina and the left nympha. I soon was working my thumb deeper into the folds of her vagina until my thumb was now buried to the second knuckle.

With my free hand I now alternated a caressing motion of her thickening clitoris and slipping a finger inside of her anus and massaging the walls of her colon. Like Denise the U***** women had large clitorises that were very sensitive. Marcy fanny was soon shaking from pre-orgasmic shudders.

"Oh my, that feels so good. Don't stop, Mark. Please don't stop."

Intentionally I stopped. I wanted a pause in Marcy's heightened nerve endings. I kept my hand on her tight little fanny, but stopped massaging her genitalia. Her fevered breathing caused her back and her gorgeous little backside to rise and fall rapidly. I caressed and massaged her back, her hips, and her bottom until I felt her breathing calm down. Her genitalia, however , remained thick and open with blood; that didn't close up and shrink.

When it seemed that she was relaxing and calmed down. I wiped my hands off with a towellete, dipped my thumbs into warm oil and entered her both vaginally and anally. With my right hand I pushed my thumb deep into her vagina and curled it back to massage her g-spot at the same time flicking my fingers against her clitoris up and down its little length. With my left hand I pushed my thumb in and massaged the wall of her colon that was next to her vagina. I could feel my other thumb working inside of Marcy.

Marcy was soon panting loudly and quickly surged to an orgasm. As she climaxed I felt the muscles of her anus and her vagina tighten around my thumbs. I held them steady through her multiple shudders and when her shaking had subsided I withdrew them slowly. Her anus made a little popping noise as the opening snapped back to its original puckered size.

"That was incredible. What the heck were you doing down there to me? I don't think I've ever cum so quickly. It was like down there just suddenly burst into flames and I couldn't stop it from happening. Wow."

I wasn't done. "Marcy, I need you to turn over so we can continue!!" It was my turn to grin. Marcy complied and now her nude body was face up. Her breasts are small but still firm; there were little cones tipped with reddish brown nipples. Each nipple was at this point pointing skyward, hard as perfect little pebbles on the tip of each of her breasts. The skin of her chest, her belly and her shaved groin was reddish with blood. I could now see the little soul patch of brown, curly pubic hair an inch or so north of her genitalia. Her labia and her clitoral hood were smooth with no pubic hair. Her labia were all puffy with arousal as was her clit, which like Denise's was larger than normal for a woman. And like Denise's was extremely sensitive to being touched.

Marcy didn't ask to have me place a towel over her midsection to hide her genitals. When she settled back onto the massage table she even opened her legs a little so that I had easier access both visually and with my fingers.

I started in. Some warm oil on my fingers and I started at Marcy's feet, ignoring the fact that she was probably humming with sexual tension and wanted to be touched in that special region of her body. I wanted to relax her whole body and wanted to encourage blood flow right out to her extremities. With that in mind I started on her legs moving up and down her thighs, her knees, her shins and calves, and then her ankles and feet. I felt the sexual tension subside as here muscles and tendons finally yielded to my firm but gentle touch. When I moved her legs to massage either her thighs or her calves at first she would try to move them but eventually she relaxed and let me do the work for her.

I next moved to her head and started on her shoulders, massaging the tension out of them and then moving on to her neck, her ears, her forehead and finally her scalp. I saw her whole body begin to melt into the massage table and saw her nipples soften as she calmed down from the orgasm she had experience just a few minutes before.

Still standing at her head I ran long strokes down the sides of her torso and over her hips. I moved her whole body up and down and to and fro. These were deep strokes assisted by the warm oil enabling my hands to glide over her skin and manipulate her muscles so they began to relax. As I would lean forward my penis would push against the top of her head and began to stiffen. I was starting to get too aroused so I shifted position.

Now I ran my hands over her chest and her torso from her shoulders, down over her breasts, her lower ribs, her stomach and her groin down to the top of her pubic bone. This consisted of back and forth strokes and circular motions. This I followed up with firm strokes down her groin to the top of her pubic bone, making sure my fingers didn't touch her quite pronounced clitoris. This move pushed blood into her genitalia and began to have a sexual affect on Marcy. As I said her clitoris swelled and pushed back on her clitoral hood and her labia and nymphae both engorged and folded back to reveal the bright pink hole of her vagina. A little creamy white lubrication was seeping from her open vagina too. Marcy's breathing also became heavier as her nerve endings were stimulated.

Now positioning myself at her thighs I took both palms and pushed up her thighs and over the smooth shaved skin of her labia making sure to sweep up either side of her groin and thus pulling her labia further open. I'd alternate this stroke with one that would press both palms on either side of her inner lips or nymphae and squeeze them. These I alternated with a third stroke. With this one I used my fingers gliding up her thighs and then ran my index fingers up the slit of her labia and her nymphae and on either side of her thickening clitoris. This last move would draw a moan from Marcy.

Soon Marcy opened her thighs indicating that she wanted me to focus on those parts of her body that were giving her so much pleasure. This allowed me to add two more strokes which alternated with the three that I had been pleasuring her with. On the fourth stroke I would glide my palms over her thighs and cup the triangle of her genitalia as my thumbs glided over the slit of her genitals. And with the fifth stroke I would run my fingers under her thighs over her butt and slide them between the cheeks of her butt ensuring that her anus was now included in an expanding erogenous zone that was now causing her to quiver and moan almost continuously .

So now I had taken her from a calm flow of relaxation, which both moved blood out to her extremities and opened up her nerve ends from her core to her hands and feet and the top of her head, to erotically stimulating her core so that it was sending shocks of sexual elation out from her groin to her finger tips and toes. Marcy began to shudder and shake involuntarily as her nerve endings positively screamed a need for orgasmic release. Then finally Marcy's stomach tightened, her back arched and her hips curled up, her legs shot into the air, and her vagina opened and closed spasmodically as she passed through an intense, delightful orgasm. At the same time she cried out repeatedly just trying to release the sexual feelings bursting from inside of her.

As I had seen in instructions on the internet I placed my palm against her belly with my middle finger resting firmly against her clitoris. This succeeded as it did with the other women I pleasured this way in extending her initial orgasm into multiple orgasms that followed one upon another. Marcy's eyes were now open and looking at me with both wonder and helplessly. Her body had become an orgasmic engine, self generating one wave of erotic pleasure after another.

Soon, however, the climaxes lessened and ceased.

"Marcy, please turn over face down. I want to ease whatever tensions you have in your back and hips. With long slow hard strokes I pushed the muscles of her back, her shoulders, her hips, and her butt until I felt the sexual tension ease. As I gazed down I noticed that her labia remained wide open such that the pink entrance to her vagina stayed quite open and ready for intercourse. A stream of her own creamy lubrication was seeping from the hole of her vagina and I dipped my finger into the flow and brought it to my lips to taste. My mother-in-law's pussy juices were as tasty as her daughter's .

And soon we finished. Marcy asked, "I know I should take a shower to get this oil off of my skin, but what you have done has left me weak in the knees. I think you owe it to me to help to the shower." So I did. I escorted a nude Marcy from the massage room to our bathroom, holding her soft right breast in my right hand as I held her up and feeling the heat from her naked hip against my right hip.

I sat her on the toilet seat and prepared the water with the right temperature.

"Can you stay in case I need you? I still feel weak in the knees and may need assistance." So while Marcy stepped into the shower stall and began to wet herself down and lather up, I sat on the toilet seat watching her through the glass doors. She soon asked me to soap up and rinse her back off and then asked me to towel her off. After that I helped her to the second bedroom and tucked her in naked under the covers.

Soon thereafter Ben stopped by and we finished up what had been meant for Marcy also. We also had a few beers and as often happens to me I dozed off on the sofa with the TV on. When I awoke the living room lights were still on but there was no Ben. I figured he had gone home. I turned off the lights and started to head off to bed myself.

As I passed the door to Marcy's room however I was greeted by the sight and sound of Marcy being roundly fucked by Ben. Ben's massive cock was just pushing in and out between Marcy's widespread legs. I wandered off to bed, masturbated to thoughts of Denise and Gwen dancing naked on some stage in Chicago and of Ben pleasuring Marcy's pussy.

It was the next morning when Marcy slipped into my bed naked. She woke me with a start as her naked skin touched my body and her hand encircled my usual erect nighttime penis. "Thanks," she said with a big grin on her face. I was half awake when she had first slipped next to me and was startled to have my mother-in-law stroking my cock and lying nude against my chest and side.

"Thanks? For what?"

"For the whole day and night yesterday. Denise had told you how much I have missed that big man of mine. We had shared our bed for many years and he had given me pleasure almost every day of our marriage. And yesterday was the first day I had felt like a sexy woman once again since Frank died," she paused but didn't stop stroking my hardening penis. This soon had me fully awake.

"You know that friend of yours, Ben,...oh my he's quite large. I don't think he knew I was in the second bedroom when he undressed in the dark and slipped in next to me. He asked right away though, 'Marcy??' I was still very aroused from the incredible 'massage' you had given me and when I felt his enormous penis slapped against my naked thigh I grasped that wonderful hot member in my hand and guided that fine specimen of a man inside of me. You know, it's absolutely a miracle of biology how a large member like Ben has can positively and erotically touch every part of a woman's anatomy and drive her into a heavenly hour of bliss and orgasms.

"Ben's muscular arms held me close while he worked his magic. His inches of girth and length slid against my clit, my g-spot and deep against the slick walls of my vagina. I think at one point he actually rendered me unconscious from making me cum so much. It brought back memories of how Frank used to do that, only Ben was much bigger.

"Later as we lay against each other spent and damp with perspiration Ben let me know about your special club and how Ben and other men entertain that dear daughter of mine as well as other female members. After feeling what I felt with Ben and being informed that there were other men including my own son-in-law who could pleasure me I asked Ben if I could partake of the delightful services he and his partners could provide me. Well, that dear, dear friend of yours said he surely could find time to entertain me and if not him then one of the other men.

"Ben left just a little while ago and I decided I needed to enjoy what Denise has been enjoying." And with that Marcy positioned her legs over my waist and sank her wet, soft, warm vagina down around the length and girth of my very stiff member. For the next hour and a half I entertained Marcy to the best of my ability. Yes, I didn't have the girth and length of many of our friends, but I had always had incredible control which I had refined with the help of my wonderful wife, Denise. I could keep from ejaculating until my partner begged me to do so. Then and only then, when they wanted to feel hot jets of semen fill them would I relax my control and allow myself to cum. I would spray my seed in a woman's vagina, in her mouth, or over her body...however she wanted it. I had found that delaying my own orgasm built up such a volume of semen and built up so much tension that I could ejaculate copious streams of semen that would spray several feet out. The guys and I had even held contests and I always won for distance and strength of ejaculation.

As Marcy felt me spray her insides she came again from the intensity with which my penis filled her vagina. I rolled us over so she could rest her thinner frame against my own body and held her tight still remaining inside of her. Soon however she lifted herself up from me and trailing her lips and tongue down my torso to my groin she licked my creamy covered penis clean and even sucked the head hoping to get more of the taste of my semen. She then positioned her beautiful bald pussy over my stomach and using the muscles of her vagina like a throat she spit out more semen from inside of her. Again she lapped up mouthful of my white cum and bringing her lips up to mine shared my own salty brew mixed with the tangy flow of her vagina.

An hour or two later we awoke in each other's arms, showered together which started to lead to more sex play, but abstained so that Marcy could show off her microkini at the pool side. I called up Ben for good measure and told him to call the other guys too. I wanted Marcy to have a welcome audience for showing off what she had.

My mother-in-law was a hot woman, like her daughter, and I thought she should strut her stuff. So she did.

When Denise returned later that week from her own adventures and asked if her mom had come over I replied, "Yes, she did. I took care of her just like you would have wanted. And so did Ben and a couple others." Denise looked at me quizzically and I laughed.