Misc. Erotica Mother-In-Law’s Menage

We arrived in Fiji in the early morning and stepped out into the gorgeous weather. There was a shuttle from the airport to the resort and we piled in. No one else showed up and so the driver took us on the two-hour long drive. The resort appeared when we came around a tight turn, the whole coast opening up before us. It was filled with small bungalows tucked back in the palm trees and spread down to the pure white sand beach. There were several pools and one with a big bar in the middle of the pool that you could swim up to.

We got checked in and the nice young woman gave us all the information on the resort and a map to find our way around. We were led to our bungalow, and I was surprised at how roomy and comfortable it was. There was only one bedroom, it is the honeymoon suite, but they brought in a small bed for me. I felt like a third wheel as I set my suitcase in the living room and watched Mason holding Emily as they stared out at the rolling waves.

“Come here mom,” Emily said, holding out her arm. She pulled me into their embrace, and I shivered as Mason’s thickening cock brushed against my butt. He shifted his hips, and I glanced over nervous and saw a small secret smile on my daughters’ lips. I know the girl better than anyone and she was up to something.

“Ok I need a cocktail and some sun,” Emily said breaking up the gentle moment. Mason frowned after her and looked at me, to see if I knew what was going on but I just shrugged. He looked troubled and I could see the conflict warring within him. The man was usually a rock but the three of us being in such a small space was going to be hard on him. I patted his arm and went into the bathroom to change.

When I came out, I was surprised to see Emily in a matching red bikini, her lithe body looked amazing. Her breasts are smaller than mine, but firm and round and her behind is perfectly shaped and firm. She has always been a slender girl but now in her early twenties; she had sexy rounded hips that the strings of her bikini bottoms showed off to perfection.

“Mom you look amazing,” She said when she saw me, her frank look taking me in, “Mason come check out mom!” She walked over to me and slipped her arm around my waist. I could see our reflection in the mirror. I am slightly taller, my hair darker and breasts far more rounded, but we looked so much alike in the matching outfits. Mason stepped out of the bedroom wearing a pair of swim trunks, his muscular torso on display and he froze when he saw us. I saw his eyes widen and felt my nipples harden as the same look of undisguised pleasure at the sight of my daughters’ sexy body, was turned on me.

“You two both look incredible,” he said his voice slightly breathless.

“I wish my tits were as big as yours mom,” Emily said and to my shock she reached up and cupped one, hefting it in her hand, “Still firm and heavy, damn you’re lucky. Mason come feel these.”

“Emily!” I said scandalized and feeling my face blush.

“Hah!” Emily laughed and grabbed a towel, taking Mason’s arm, “Let’s go find some chairs and a server. I’m thirsty.”

I followed after the couple troubled and more than a little excited. I had no idea what Emily knew, but she had been acting strange ever since we had that first conversation, before Mason and I began to fool around. By the time we got to the water, the warm sand under my feet and the sounds of the gently lapping waves convinced me to just relax and be in the moment on this trip.

We found three lounge chairs down near the water. The beach was nearly empty and the lack of kids and families running around was wonderful. A server came over a few minutes later and Emily ordered us all Long Island Ice Tea’s, a favorite of ours. Twenty minutes after that I was more than a little tipsy. I watched Emily and Mason run into the water, splashing and playing around. Mason picking up her tiny body and throwing her laughing and screaming into deeper water. She swam back and pulled him into a deep kiss. His hands were on her ass holding her up in the water against him. I couldn’t see their waists, but I saw Emily wrap her legs around Mason and lift herself up and down onto him. Her head arched back, and I realized with a sudden flood of juices to my nether’s that she had just sheathed his cock inside her.

Mason looked around in shock and saw me watching them. He froze, and I saw Emily whisper something in his ear; he turned back to her and she kissed him, her hips riding him under the water gently. I looked around and saw the beach was empty to either side of us for a long distance. Emily tilted her head, and I saw her peek over Mason’s muscular should and see me watching them. I put my head down quick, pretending to read my book, but peeking up through my lashes.

Emily rode her man harder and then I saw her go tense, her fingers pressing hard into Mason's back before her legs slipped free of his hips and she smiled wide and languid, ducking her head underwater and sweeping her hair back. She walked out of the water straight back to her chair and Mason turned to stare at her ass. She looked amazing, straight out of the movie 10, or one of those other cheesy 80s male induced fantasies. The water streaming down her back, hair slicked back and perfect slender body enough to make any woman jealous. Her cheeks were flush, and she wore a vibrant carefree smile. She sat in her chair, pulling on her sunglasses and sighing.

“Did you enjoy the show?” She asked not bothering to turn her head.

“Excuse me?” I asked, my voice nervous.

“Oh nothing,” she said, “what time do you want to eat dinner?” She turned to me lifting her sunglasses, and I saw the smile in her eyes. Was she teasing me, or was there something else going on here? I stifled my hopes as I replied to her.

“Six?” I said, my voice breathless.

“Perfect,” she picked up her head and sighed, “He sure is a sexy man, don’t you think?” Mason was walking out of the water, the water streaming down his large form, the outline of his giant dick, showing through his shorts.

“Mhmm,” I said not trusting myself to speak just then.

We spent another hour lounging on the beach before picking up and heading back to the rooms. We took showers and got dressed in nice clothes and walked to the restaurant on the far end of the resort. Once again Emily wore a nearly identical dress to mine, both long black numbers with plunging necklines. Our heels clicked as we walked, each with an arm linked in Mason’s.

“I’m the luckiest guy in the world,” he said with a smile as he took the two of us in, “you both look gorgeous.”

“You’re damn right you are,” Emily said grinning at him, “and you better keep those compliments coming if you plan to get lucky tonight.”

Mason laughed then reached out and held the door open for the both of us. We were seated and ordered a bottle of wine and an appetizer to start. Soon the wine was flowing and the conversation as well. We finished off a second bottle and made our tipsy way back to the bungalow. Emily and I were laughing at a joke Mason had made, she was clutching at my arm when I saw her glance out to sea, that mischievous light entering her eyes again.

“Come on,” she said pulling me with her out onto the beach. We kicked off our heels and held them in one hand and ran through the soft sand, feeling like kids again. Emily lead us down to the water and looking around and seeing the beach was empty in all directions she turned back to look at me and Mason. Her grin bright she pulled her dress up over her head, leaving her in only a tiny pair of panties.

“Emily!” I said.

“Come on mom, when was the last time you went skinny dipping?” She stepped up and took my dress, pulling it up over my head, I stood there shocked, in only my own tiny pair of black panties, covering my breasts with one arm and looking nervously between Mason and my daughter. Emily laughed and grabbed my hand leading me out into the water.

“Come on Mason, drop trou’ and get in!” We looked back and saw a poleaxed young man, his eyes wide as saucers as he watched out topless bodies slip into the warm waters.

Emily pulled me close to her side and turned us to watch Mason as he pulled down his shorts. I sighed in pleasure when his big beautiful cock came into sight. And almost didn't notice Emily's fingers as they brushed one of my nipples. I shivered and looked at her and she smiled, her eyes softening as she spoke.

“I love you mom,” she said, and I felt my heart melt at my little girls’ words.

“I love you too honey,” I said smiling at her. Mason waded out to us and I couldn’t stop my eyes from flickering his hard cock before it slipped beneath the waters.

“And Mason?” She asked her voice quiet and serious, “Do you love him too mom?”

“Of course, I do. What’s going on Emily?”

“I need your help with more mom,” she whispered in my ear, pulling me close to her, our naked breasts touching. I tried not to think of the feeling of her hard nipples pressing against my flesh.

"Anything," I said feeling her cling to me, "Just ask darling."

“Mason," Emily said letting her voice carry to him a couple of dozen feet away as he floated on his back, he picked up his head and looked over, “What did you say earlier about my moms’ tits?”

“Ummm,” he frowned at his wife then looked at me, his eyes flicking down to the waterline and up, “That they look amazing.”

"What else did you say when I had your big dick inside me?" Emily's voice was throaty, and I could practically feel the excitement rolling off her. My heart fluttered when I saw Mason blush.

“He said he used to dream of seeing them naked when we first started dating,” Emily stood beside me, her bare breasts free of the water and she pulled me up, “He said he has fantasized about you more than anyone over the past few years… dreamed of fucking my mother,” she grinned wickedly at him, “the lecherous man.”

“Emily…” I said feeling such a wave of terrible guilt. I was about to confess, my eyes downcast in shame when I felt her gentle fingers tilting my head up. Her lips met mine in a soft kiss and she pulled back.

“Mom, I want to thank you for being there for my man,” I sucked in a shocked breath, “I’m sorry I pushed you both into this without talking about it first, but I knew it would be too crazy for you… but believed more than anything that you needed this… that we all do.”

“Honey…” I said tears forming in my eyes, “what are you talking about?”

“I know you and Mason have been sleeping together,” she said, and I sagged against her, feeling the tears of remorse well up.

“I’m so sorry,” I said my voice cracking.

“Mom,” she said with a big smile, tears in her own eyes, “I planned this… I wanted you to see us that night. I knew you would want to help, and I knew once you saw what Mason carried that you wouldn’t be able to resist… you were so good to dad for so long, but you haven't had a real man in your life in years and years… I've seen how you two look at each other. Seen the kind way you treat one another, and it warms my heart more than you can ever know. I love you, as a woman, as the woman who was there for me when my dad was ill for so long, and I know you have come to love Mason as I do.”

I turned to Mason feeling relief and anger warring within me, “You knew about this?” But the young man shook his head his face troubled.

“No… but Emily has said things… that led me to believe she might have wanted it to happen… but I didn’t know until tonight that she had been planning this all along.”

“But how?” I asked moving away from Emily, feeling myself shivering and slightly lost.

“Slowly and with affection for you both,” Emily whispered, “I’m sorry mom, I didn’t mean to upset you, I just want us to be one perfect family… and I thought you might too.”

“I… I need to go…” I said turning and walking out of the water. My mind was a storm of thoughts and emotions and I grabbed my dress and held it to my chest. I got to our rooms and sat on the couch, pouring myself an enormous glass of wine. Mason and Emily took their time coming back, giving me space.​