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Angie my mother-in-law

mickslesfic June 19, 2026 | 178 Views

I couldn't believe it when my own mother-in-law took my panties off and licked my hairy Tuppence.

I suppose it all really began that night when my husband went out to the football match with his father.
Let me explain.
My husband and I are both twenty-five.
We have been married for just under a year now.
Everything was perfect.
Well almost everything.

His parents were great, lovely people who welcomed me with open arms as their daughter-in-law.
But then there was Angie, my mother-in-law.
Oh Angie.
She was twenty-four years older than both me and her son at forty-nine.
She was also very attractive.
Angie had short dark hair cut into a bob, that framed her pretty features. She was a small lady, with a deliciously soft plump overhanging belly, short legs with fully rounded thighs.
When she was younger I always imagined Angie would have been a proper head turner.

Anyway this particular night like I said my husband and his father had gone out to the match.
They were both huge followers of our local team.
That left me and Angie in for the night with a couple of bottles of Chardonnay for a night of girly chat.

That night Angie wore a black knee length skirt, beneath which she wore tan coloured pantyhose. A pretty floral blouse and black high heeled shoes complimented her attire.
Myself I wore a denim skirt beneath which I was bare legged, a plain blue t-shirt and white training shoes.

We chatted and we giggled (as the wine took hold). We put the world to rights as it were.
And then it happened.
Angie asked me if her son was taking care of me in the bedroom department. The look on my face must have told her all she needed to know.
"Oh sweetheart, you poor thing," she said, brushing a strand of hair back over my ear.

And then without hesitation Angie placed her wine glass down on the table at the side of the sofa. She slid down onto the carpet and knelt in front of me.
She had a delicious glint in her beautiful eyes.

Leaning forward she put her hands up my denim skirt.
"Angie !" I shrieked, "What are you doing?"
Angie s fingers slid up my bare legs and found the waistband of my panties.
She pulled.
"I m taking your panties off, what does it look like I'm doing," she said nonchalantly.
"Angie please don't," I whimpered, cradling my wine glass.
I don't know whether it was the effect of the wine or whatever but I didn't resist as my mother-in-law pulled my panties down.

My heart pounded.
"Angie don't, you can't," I gasped.
But she could.
And she did.

I sat there meekly, as timid as a church mouse and let my own mother-in-law take my panties off.
She smiled up at me mischievously as she removed my silky pink underwear down my bare legs and over my trainers.
Angie held my panties and pressed them against her face.
She sniffed them.
She actually sniffed my fucking knickers.
Her eyes widened in appreciation as she breathed in the musky scent of my pink panties.

My head spun, as Angie dropped my underwear onto the living room carpet. Then she placed her hands on my knees.
Gently she eased my legs apart.
"Angie for God's sake, you can't," I protested as I let her open my legs.
As my legs parted my denim skirt rode up for her.
She peered up my skirt.
I remember feeling incredibly embarrassed because I hadn't shaved down there for some considerable time, so Angie was seeing me at my hairiest.

She gazed lovingly between my legs, her eyes widened in appreciation.
"Aw you've got such pretty little miff," she exclaimed.
Then without the faintest hint of embarrassment Angie lowered her head between my legs for a closer inspection.
I sat there frozen to the sofa as my mother-in-law's face was now desperately close to my exposed hairy vagina.

"Angie " I whimpered.
And then I jumped like a scalded cat as Angie pressed her face into my muff. Her tongue snaked out and gently licked my vulva.
"Angie you cant, you mustn't," I pleaded.
But she could.
And she did.
My own mother-in-law actually began licking my pussy.
"Angie please, oh shit," I gasped, as her tongue rasped up and down the length of my hairy sex.
My heart thudded as my mother-in-law performed cunnillingus on my poor Tuppence.

Unfortunately for me it had been a long time since I had been cunnied. Alien sensations surged within my hairy passage, ceasing each time Angie raised her head.
"God Angie, you shouldn't...." I begged, as she resumed her oral caress, licking the soft folds of my vagina.
I don't know whether or not it was the wine taking effect on me but Angie certainly knew how to lick puss.

I placed my wine glass down as Angie tongued my fanny. Strangely enough even as I whimpered in meek protest I found myself placing my hands on the back of her head and urging her to cunny me.
"Oh Angie, what are we doing," I gasped as she licked the folds of my sex.

She raised her head up from my puss and made eye contact with me. She smiled sweetly.
"That nice,?" she asked.
I looked down at her pretty face, I couldn't reply, I merely nodded.
Angie placed her hands on either side of me on the sofa and raised herself up bringing her face close to mine. She leaned forward and pressed her red lipsticked mouth against my lips and kissed me.

My own mother-in-law actually began kissing me. I could taste my own pussy on her lips as her tongue pressed against my mouth, seeking entrance.
I opened my mouth for her, letting her in. Her tongue swept over my teeth, searched for and found my own tongue.
We French kissed each other, our tongues entwined.
Angie had her tongue in my mouth, a tongue that a few short moments ago was licking my vagina.
We kissed passionately as I savoured the taste of my own vagina on her wet tongue.

Angie eventually broke our kiss and stood up. My heart raced, thumping against my chest at what had just happened.
She looked down at me and smiled sweetly before kicking off her high heeled shoes.
I watched as she reached around to her left side, her fingers undid the button of her skirt, before unzipping it.

Her skirt loosened and she eased it down over her widespread hips before letting it drop to the living room carpet.
Angie stepped out of her skirt and stood in front of me in her tights and panties.
I looked on dumbstruck as she slid her pantyhose down until they fell in a crumpled heap around her feet. She stepped out of her silky tights.

My own mother-in-law now stood before me bare legged in her white panties that emphasised the soft, plump, spongy bulge of her mound. Angie's plump thighs quivered and wobbled like erotic jelly.
My breathing intensified as I knew what she was about to do. My mother-in-law was going to take her panties off in front of me.

She seemed to take great delight in savouring the moment as her nail varnished fingers slipped into the waistband of her panties.
And then slowly, sensuously, Angie teased her underwear down. She lowered them to her knees where they fell around her feet. She stepped out of her panties.

Angie stood before me with both hands on her hips, with her pussy out on full display for me.
If anything I was shocked because Angie was even hairier than me down there. I couldn't take my eyes of her quim. A huge thick triangle of glossy black public hair carpeted her Mound of Venus.

She inched forward until her feet almost touched the sofa.
Looking down at me she spoke.
"Come on we're all girls together, no one will ever know."
I glanced up at her our eyes meeting.
"Angie I can't."
"Yes you can, yes you can sweetheart," she replied, reaching down and placing her hands on the back of my head. She urged me forward towards her waiting quim.
"Oh Angie," was the last thing I managed to say as she pressed my face into her hairy muff.

My senses inflamed as I breathed in the hot heady aroma of Angie's musky vent. I couldn't believe that I had my face in my mother-in-law's hairy nest.
Still holding both her hands on the back of my head Angie rubbed her quim over my face. Then she stopped and with my face buried in her hairy forest she whispered.
"Lick it."

I felt dizzy, what with the wine and now the fact I had my face in another woman's quim.
"Lick me sweetheart, lick my Tuppence, just put your tongue out and have a little taste," she instructed.

Slowly tentatively at first I poked my tongue out and gave her vulva a little lick. I actually licked my mother-in-law's fanny.
"Mmmmm " Angie murmured.
"There you go, there you go sweetheart, it's not so bad is it?" she reassured me.
I had to admit it wasn't. Angie's pussy tasted very similar to my own when I had licked my fingers after masturbating.
"Now then, lick me, lick my pussy," she urged.
I did.
I actually did.
I began licking my mother-in-law's fanny properly.

"Oh that's it, that's good," Angie encouraged as I licked the fleshy plump lips of her hairy slot.
"Ooooh sweetheart, that's nice, lick my Tuppence," she moaned.
"Mmmm now lick up and down the length of my flower," she instructed, teaching me the delights of lesbian love.
I did everything she encouraged me to do, licking her pussy as best I could, tasting another woman's vagina for the first time.

Eventually Angie removed my face from her pussy and brought her face down to mine.
We kissed again.
Our mouths locked together, tasting our own vagina on each others tongues.
We didn't make each other orgasm that night, that would happen another time.
Together we dressed and made ourselves more presentable for when our husbands arrived home.
As I sipped my wine I realised I was in love with my own mother-in-law.

And that was how it all started. Over the coming weeks we became increasingly naughty with each other.
Once when she was in the kitchen I crept behind her and began nuzzling and kissing her neck. Reaching around I cupped her big soft generous breasts over her blouse, teasing her nipples to full erection while our husbands sat waiting for their Sunday dinner.
Angie turned round to face me and we kissed. As we kissed each other she reached down placing her hand on the crotch of my jeans, giving my pussy a playful rub.
We broke our kiss just before my husband came into the kitchen. He gave us both a curious look, before grabbing two beers from the fridge and returning to the living room.
We both looked at each other and burst out laughing and giggling.

Another night Angie let me lie in her lap. She cradled my head, stroking my hair. She unbuttoned her blouse and dropped a soft titty into my mouth. For the rest of the evening I lay there gently sucking, switching from teat to teat.

Eventually the inevitable happened. As soon as the men had gone to the football we raced upstairs.
This time we didn't need the wine.
I couldn't wait to see Angie's hairy puss.
We stripped each other naked, until we finally took each others panties off.
We both clambered on the bed and began rubbing, kissing, licking and sucking each others bare breasts.
Finally Angie urged me to lie down so we could perform a sixty-nine on each other.

Angie crawled alongside me and turned to face my feet, treating me to the sight of her big naked wobbling bare bottom.
She swung her left leg over me and positioned herself on all fours above me.
Angie crawled backwards along my prone body positioning herself so that her big naked bottom was above my face. She stayed in that position allowing me time to take in the sight of her hairy spread.

I stared up at her hairy quim as her pussy hovered above me. I was in love with Angie's vagina.
And then slowly, teasingly she lowered her hairy Tuppence down onto my face.
I breathed in the heady aroma of Angie's vagina as her luxurious quim pressed against my face.
In this position my nose was desperately close to the puckered crinkly dimple of my mother-in-law's anus.
My senses inflamed as I sniffed her bottom, at the same time as I started to lick her fanny.

She lowered her own face between my legs and began kissing my yearning Tuppence. I moaned softly into Angie's pussy as she licked my vagina.
We stayed in that position, licking each others fannies for almost half an hour before Angie announced that she was going to come.
I tongued her feverishly as she orgasmed for me, she rubbed her pussy over my face as she came.

It wasn't too long before I joined my mother-in-law in the orgasm club.
I kissed up and down the length of her fanny, before I gasped.
"Oh shit Angie, I'm going to come, you're going to make me come."
I distinctly remember sniffing her anus as she made me orgasm.
We lay there together with Angie on top of me, our faces buried in each others spent fannies, moaning softly as we both kissed up and down our respective vagina's.

I was so proud of myself that night, so proud that I'd made my mother-in-law achieve orgasm. I remember walking around like the cat that got the cream.

As for me and Angie.
Well our affairs became increasingly passionate and outrageous. We were always trying to conjure up new scenarios with each other.
For instance we once went clothes shopping together and we ended up in the small confines of Tesco's changing room.
Angie had wanted to try on a new blouse and I had gone into the changing room with her.
I helped her unbutton her blouse and watched as she removed it. Before she had a chance to try on the new one I reached behind her and unclasped her bra.
She pleaded with me not to as we giggled together.
I removed Angie's bra and watched as her big soft naked dangling bare breasts found Nature's own level.
Lowering my head I took her left nipple into my mouth and lovingly sucked it. She stroked my hair as I sucked her nipples to erection.
I m not quite sure how it happened but we ended up subjecting each other to a finger fucking in a Tesco changing room.
And no, Angie didn't purchase the blouse.

One evening with the effect of the wine we discussed shaving each others pussies to give our husbands a treat.
Giggling we headed upstairs and before I knew what was happening I found myself lying on a towel on Angie's bed.
She took my skirt and panties off, and fluffed up my hairy flower, running her fingers through my pubic hair.

I couldn't believe I was lying there about to let my mother-in-law shave my pussy. I watched as Angie busied herself fetching various items, a can of shaving foam, a Bic razor, a bowl of warm water, a little tub of cream and some talcum powder.
We giggled with laughter as she coated my hairy puss with the foam before massaging it into my quim, teasing it through my pubic hair.
Then taking the razor she swept it over my mound, denuding my quim.
I raised myself up on my elbows and watched as my mother-in-law shaved my pussy.
I became very damp and excited as she removed my bush.
Picking up a small hand towel she dried my shaven puss. I squirmed as she ran the towel over my mound and between my legs drying my sensitive vulva.
She peered down between my legs and burst out laughing.
"Oh my God it looks like a plucked chicken," she exclaimed, causing us both to dissolve into fits of uncontrolled giggles.
"I ll put some cream on your pussy to stop it from itching," she said.
I could have lay there all evening and let my mother-in-law rub the cool soothing cream onto my shaven puss.
"Aw " she teased, as she creamed me.
"You ve got a little bald Tuppence," she laughed.
Finally Angie unscrewed the talcum powder and aligned the holes and proceeded to talcum powder my shaven Fairy.
Yep I actually lay there whilst my own mother-in-law talcum powdered my delicate mimsy.

After the "plucked chicken" comment Angie point blankly refused to let me shave her. So that's how we kept it, once a week I would lay on Angie's bed whilst she kept my pussy hair free.
My husband had no idea that it was his own mother that shaved my pussy, he was just delighted in the pleasure of his new found toy.

As for me and Angie, well we carried on our affair.
Quite simply I was in love with Angie.
Football matches couldn't come soon enough.

End.