1040's weekend
of
Young wife
genre
threesome
I have been married less than 2 months, big mistake, husband turned out to be a mummy's boy and it was obvious that both my new MIL and FIL both wanted to get me into bed!
2 weeks after our wedding there was an annual 1940's weekend in a sleepy little seaside town on the North Norfolk coast which my new husband said we had to attend with his parents, so I had to source clothes fitting of the era and to look up hair styles as well as I didn't want to look like I didn't want to make an effort. I found all I needed and we set off. It was a long drive and once we got to the town we made our way to his parents home. Nice house, nice secluded garden not over looked, so you can imagine my surprise when we walked to the back of the house and both his parents were sitting naked at a table playing cards and having a G & T!
I certainly didn't know where to look and then his parents both got up to welcome us to their home, his mother was in pretty good shape and his father probably had a bigger cock than my husband.
The following day was the start of the 1940's weekend and as I was dressing my husband's mother came into our bed room, she looked as I was pulling on a pair of seamed tights, "No, No that won't do, stockings my girl! I didn't have any, but she had some and a suspender belt to hold them up, she brought them into me and stayed and watched As I began to dress. I just had a pair of my normal knickers on, but again she said they won't do and brought me a pair made from parachute silk, these were original 1940's war time knickers, she insisted I remove my own and replace them with the pair she had given me.
She stayed and sure I wore the pair she had given me. I slipped off my knickers and tried to be as demure as possible without showing too much pussy, she looked an tut tutted, She was looking at my trimmed pussy as she showed yesterday when we arrived she certainly had the hairiest bush I had ever seen! Anyway I slipped on the silk knickers she had given me and then the suspender belt, again she tut tutted, she insisted that the suspender belt went on first and she moved closer and assisted with attaching the suspenders to the stockings and then making sure the seams were straight on the stockings she had given me. I thought that she was paying too much attention to my legs and she kept running her hands up and down my thighs. Once that was done, she then informed me that I could put on the silk knickers.
I put on a bra one of my own mine again the look to the sky by my MIL, she again said it would not do she she returned with a silk camisole, no bra, although I am not huge , I would have loved a little support, but no, none in this. However I must admit that it felt good having the silk rub my nipples and a little freedom. I managed to put on a pencil skirt which she approved of and a blouse, lots of bright red lipstick and a hat, I certainly looked the part.
We made our way to the town center and spent the day watching the different parades and also going on the steam train that runs a few miles along the coast.
I got many admiring glances and plenty of photo opportunities, some of the bolder ones asking me to show some leg, which I was only too happy to oblige and the day wasn't as bad as I had imagined it would be. At the end of the day we all made our way back to my husbands parents home.
I wanted to get changed however the In laws were against it and insisted on staying in 1940's mode. MIL broke out the gin and FIL touched me up as discreetly as he could, I tried to distance myself, but he was nothing if not persistent.
My loving husband was getting stuck into the gin and was legless within an hour, so drunk his mother insisted on putting him to bed, which she did and was so smug when she eventually appeared telling myself and FIL how she had, had to strip him and put the naughty boy to bed. Now they could concentrate on me 100%, FIL said that I had been a naughty flirt during the day flashing my shapely legs to every Tom, Dick and Harry, MIL said I had probably shown my stocking tops to them as well, none of this was true, however I thought what the Hell I may as well go along with it. I didn't complain when FIL slipped his hand up my skirt and reached the giggle zone as my MIL called it, she explained that it was the space between the tops of your stockings and the hem of your silk knickers, cos when they reach there they are laughing!
I was aware of his hands but not aware of the mobile phone photos, we all consumed too much gin and MIL said £100.00 for the best strip, she went first and it was not the first time by the amount of skill show, all the way down to her own parachute silk knickers and with a wiggle she dropped them to the floor to reveal a neatly trimmed bush, she must have worked on it since the previous afternoon, then it was FIL all the way down until he was naked as well, his penis getting aroused in anticipation of me going next, I had no excuse not to strip off, not as artistically as the previous two, but the gin had done it's job and lowered my inhibitions, it wasn't long before I was down to Camisole stockings suspenders and knickers, I took my time but eventually I had to remove my own silk knickers, which I did as seductively as possible. There I was naked, I was not in control and by that time I realized that it was too late to alter the outcome, we adjourned to their bed room for a night of fun and frolics. I have never had such a combination of things done to me as that night, totally wanton on my part, needless to say FIL was better in bed than husband. Enjoyed the weekend after all
2 weeks after our wedding there was an annual 1940's weekend in a sleepy little seaside town on the North Norfolk coast which my new husband said we had to attend with his parents, so I had to source clothes fitting of the era and to look up hair styles as well as I didn't want to look like I didn't want to make an effort. I found all I needed and we set off. It was a long drive and once we got to the town we made our way to his parents home. Nice house, nice secluded garden not over looked, so you can imagine my surprise when we walked to the back of the house and both his parents were sitting naked at a table playing cards and having a G & T!
I certainly didn't know where to look and then his parents both got up to welcome us to their home, his mother was in pretty good shape and his father probably had a bigger cock than my husband.
The following day was the start of the 1940's weekend and as I was dressing my husband's mother came into our bed room, she looked as I was pulling on a pair of seamed tights, "No, No that won't do, stockings my girl! I didn't have any, but she had some and a suspender belt to hold them up, she brought them into me and stayed and watched As I began to dress. I just had a pair of my normal knickers on, but again she said they won't do and brought me a pair made from parachute silk, these were original 1940's war time knickers, she insisted I remove my own and replace them with the pair she had given me.
She stayed and sure I wore the pair she had given me. I slipped off my knickers and tried to be as demure as possible without showing too much pussy, she looked an tut tutted, She was looking at my trimmed pussy as she showed yesterday when we arrived she certainly had the hairiest bush I had ever seen! Anyway I slipped on the silk knickers she had given me and then the suspender belt, again she tut tutted, she insisted that the suspender belt went on first and she moved closer and assisted with attaching the suspenders to the stockings and then making sure the seams were straight on the stockings she had given me. I thought that she was paying too much attention to my legs and she kept running her hands up and down my thighs. Once that was done, she then informed me that I could put on the silk knickers.
I put on a bra one of my own mine again the look to the sky by my MIL, she again said it would not do she she returned with a silk camisole, no bra, although I am not huge , I would have loved a little support, but no, none in this. However I must admit that it felt good having the silk rub my nipples and a little freedom. I managed to put on a pencil skirt which she approved of and a blouse, lots of bright red lipstick and a hat, I certainly looked the part.
We made our way to the town center and spent the day watching the different parades and also going on the steam train that runs a few miles along the coast.
I got many admiring glances and plenty of photo opportunities, some of the bolder ones asking me to show some leg, which I was only too happy to oblige and the day wasn't as bad as I had imagined it would be. At the end of the day we all made our way back to my husbands parents home.
I wanted to get changed however the In laws were against it and insisted on staying in 1940's mode. MIL broke out the gin and FIL touched me up as discreetly as he could, I tried to distance myself, but he was nothing if not persistent.
My loving husband was getting stuck into the gin and was legless within an hour, so drunk his mother insisted on putting him to bed, which she did and was so smug when she eventually appeared telling myself and FIL how she had, had to strip him and put the naughty boy to bed. Now they could concentrate on me 100%, FIL said that I had been a naughty flirt during the day flashing my shapely legs to every Tom, Dick and Harry, MIL said I had probably shown my stocking tops to them as well, none of this was true, however I thought what the Hell I may as well go along with it. I didn't complain when FIL slipped his hand up my skirt and reached the giggle zone as my MIL called it, she explained that it was the space between the tops of your stockings and the hem of your silk knickers, cos when they reach there they are laughing!
I was aware of his hands but not aware of the mobile phone photos, we all consumed too much gin and MIL said £100.00 for the best strip, she went first and it was not the first time by the amount of skill show, all the way down to her own parachute silk knickers and with a wiggle she dropped them to the floor to reveal a neatly trimmed bush, she must have worked on it since the previous afternoon, then it was FIL all the way down until he was naked as well, his penis getting aroused in anticipation of me going next, I had no excuse not to strip off, not as artistically as the previous two, but the gin had done it's job and lowered my inhibitions, it wasn't long before I was down to Camisole stockings suspenders and knickers, I took my time but eventually I had to remove my own silk knickers, which I did as seductively as possible. There I was naked, I was not in control and by that time I realized that it was too late to alter the outcome, we adjourned to their bed room for a night of fun and frolics. I have never had such a combination of things done to me as that night, totally wanton on my part, needless to say FIL was better in bed than husband. Enjoyed the weekend after all
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