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Well, it's been a long time coming, but I've finally completed Part 3 of the story of Sam, Ruth and her mother, Kate. The links to Parts One and Two can be found below and although Part Three forms its own story, it will make more sense if you read the previous parts first.

Part 1 - https://xhamster.com/stories/a-weekend-fucking-my-girlfriend-and-her-mother-1-990746
Part 2 - https://xhamster.com/stories/a-weekend-fucking-my-girlfriend-and-her-mother-2-991239

In real time it's been a year since I wrote Parts 1 and 2, but in their time, seven years have passed. The year is now 1984. Sam has been in the Royal Marines for six years and is now a Corporal and a veteran of the Falklands War and two tours in Northern Ireland during which he was awarded the Queen's Gallantry Medal.

Sam is now an exchange Physical Training Instructor at the US Marine Corps base at Twenty Nine Palms, California and Ruth is an Assistant Production Manager in Los Angeles on a new show called Moonlighting with a virtually unknown Bruce Willis. They live near the base and Ruth drives to LA early every Monday morning where she rents a small apartment and returns Friday evening.

Mid-Wednesday afternoon sees them outside the arrivals hall at Los Angeles airport, waiting for Ruth's mother, Kate, and her boyfriend Adam to appear after their flight from London.

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"So your mum is really serious about this Adam guy?" I asked.

"Seems like it," answered Ruth, "I've not met him but I said "Hi," to him on the phone last week. She says he's funny, considerate, intelligent, earns good money and is great in bed. He must be special, mum hasn't stuck with a guy for longer than a month since dad died."

"It can take some people a long time to recover from something like that. Maybe she's been worried that entering a long term relationship would somehow diminish the memory of your father?"

"Yeah, I think so, but I've told her lots of times that life has to go on. That loving someone new won't mean that she loved dad any the less. I think that like you say, she's just needed time. I do hope that Adam is going to be the one."

"How long have they been together?"

"Nearly five months."

"You'd be happy for him to be your stepfather?"

"Of course. I just want mum to be happy."

"How long has he been a BA pilot?"

"I don't know but he must be pretty senior to fly jumbos. I'm so glad you managed to get this three weeks off, we both need a really good break. I'm looking forward to Vegas at the weekend, I've always wanted to see Neil Diamond."

"He's supposed to be the hottest ticket in town. They must have cost Adam a pretty penny."

"I know, VIP tickets as well. Perhaps he's trying to impress us. Mum says he's paying for the whole Vegas weekend."

"Renting us a big Suburban was impressive enough for me!"

"Well, we could hardly spend the three weeks all crammed into one of our little cars, could we?"

"Yeah, but we'll start getting used to it, I don't think...., look, there's your mum, that must be Adam pushing the cart."

Ruth squealed and ran through the crowd. I love seeing her excited like this. She and Kate kissed and hugged and it wasn't mother/daughter kissing. Unsure of how much Adam knew of their relationship I pumped his hand and introduced myself. He grinned and said he was pleased to finally meet me before leaning forwards and saying, "It's okay, I'm in the loop."

I'm guessing that Adam was about the same age as Kate - the mid to late 40s. He looked like the archetypal airline pilot; around my height - six feet - crisply dressed, short brown hair with flecks of grey, square jaw, pearly white teeth and steel-rimmed glasses.

While Ruth and Kate chatted excitedly in the back, I drove the huge GMC Suburban with Adam riding shotgun. "So how far to the base?" asked Adam.

"About three hours, about two and a half to the house. There's a cooler of drinks in the back and some blankets and pillows if you want to get your head down," I replied. "I won't be offended if you go to sleep, I know how knackering long haul can be."

"Nah, I'm used to it. People have different ways of dealing with jetlag but mine is to immediately adopt the local routine, so I'll hit the sack about eleven tonight."

"Which is about 8 am according to your body?"

"Yeah, but if I go to bed early I'll just wake up at 3 am. I've advised Kate to do the same but as I say, everyone is different. I flew in and out of Twenty Nine Palms quite a bit in my RAF days."

"We're not on the base, we've got a rental in Yucca Valley which is about thirty minutes from the base gate. How long were you in?"

"Twelve years, joined when I was eighteen."

"Fast jets?"

"Nah, mostly C130s out of Lyneham, the good old Hercules. I enjoy flying too much to do fast jets."

"You'll have to explain that, Adam," I said.

"Fast jets is all training. Guys can go an entire career without firing a shot in anger. And the training is limited, maybe 250 to 300 hours a year depending on budget, and they spend most of their time in either the UK or Germany. I used to volunteer for everything. I left the RAF with over 25,000 flying hours and had flown into 57 countries. I loved doing the awkward stuff - special forces support, humanitarian aid. I flew KC130 tankers for a while."

"So why did you quit?" I asked.

"My wife died and I wanted a complete change. I flew cargo for FedEx for a while but was stuck on the Heathrow to Chicago route so I switched to BA and passengers. Isn't it unusual to live off base?"

"No, there was a four-month wait for on-base quarters. I was supposed to come here for two years but my old CO from Plymouth is also an exchange instructor here. He pulled some strings and got my posting changed to three years which pissed a lot of people off - this is a plum posting - but Ruth couldn't have got a good job in TV with a two-year limit."

"Kate says you're close to Joshua Tree National Park?"

"Yeah, about twenty minutes by road. We go up there a lot, hiking and climbing but our house backs onto the boundary so on foot we've instant access. There's some good hiking on the base too, it covers nearly a thousand square miles."

"You climb? I'd love to join you. Does Ruth climb?"

"Oh yeah! Don't tell her this, but she's far better than me. You want to see her free climb! I'd say she's fitter than she's ever been, the guys on base love her. If she's not working she comes into work with me and joins us on squad runs. She's never fallen back or dropped out yet. She can beat 90% of the men at press-ups and these are trained marines, not recruits."

"So you're a PTI? b**sting the poor bastards?"

"Yeah, I'm a PTI but it's not my job to b**st them, they had all that in basic training. I'm here to instil the Commando Spirit - courage, determination, unselfishness, and cheerfulness in the face of adversity as they say. I've been asked to concentrate on what the Marine Corps assess as lacking - fortitude and humour."

"Fortitude?"

"The ability to endure no matter what the conditions and no matter how tired you feel. An ability to run whilst carrying weight, to cover great distances with a heavy load, to climb obstacles and to work on foot in difficult terrain; all set against a backdrop of lack of sleep, uncertainty, fear and harsh weather. The ability to adapt, to overcome, no matter what the odds. It's a mental attitude that builds upon, but goes beyond, professional skills and physical fitness. I guess it's exemplified by our yomp across the Falklands. Fifty-six miles across peat bogs in snow and rain carry eighty-pound loads in three days to then fight and defeat the Argies. The day I arrived here, I met the base commander who told me that the US Marine Corps couldn't have done it. He wants me to help change that."

"And the humour?"

"Yeah, the Americans don't understand the concept of taking the piss out of your mates. No matter how grim the situation we'll always manage to see the funny side. My OC once said to me, "If I go ten minutes without hearing laughter, I know something's wrong." In the Falklands, a guy was screaming that he'd lost his leg. The first medic on the scene looked down at him and said, "No you haven't mate, it's over there."

After another thirty minutes, everyone was asleep. On the main drag in Yucca Valley, I turned south at Walgreens and headed the mile up into the foothills. To the west, the sun was just setting as I applied the handbrake on the driveway. "Wow! What a view," said Adam as he climbed out, "Looks like a nice house."

We dumped all the bags in the hallway, fetched cold drinks and went and sat on the back patio. "Does it ever cool down here?" asked Kate.

"About 4am," said Ruth, "Just before dawn when it starts heating up again."

"How the fuck does a bootneck Corporal afford to rent a place like this with a double garage and a pool?" asked Adam.

"He has a wife who earns four times what he does," I grinned. "My quartering allowance pays about half the rent. We decided that this is probably the only chance we'll ever get to live in the States so we want to make the most of it. It belongs to a Marine Corps Colonel and his wife and it came fully furnished which is unusual over here."

"We get a lot of wildlife because we back onto the park," said Ruth, "Coyotes, Bobcats, Deer, and lots of Hummingbirds when the feeders are full. We didn't get a chance to fill them earlier."

Kate stood, stretched, and said, "Well I don't know about anyone else, but I'm going for a swim so I'm going to unpack and find my costume."

"Don't bother mum," said Ruth, "We're not overlooked. We've never worn costumes since we moved in."

Kate stopped and said, "You skinny dip? What if you have friends round?"

Ruth shrugged, "They skinny dip too, it's a house rule."

"Oh!" said Kate looking surprised, "Okay then."

Fuck, she still looks fantastic despite being in her forties. A few more lines but still a firm ass and just a hint of droop to her tits. Ruth told me that Kate goes to the gym three mornings a week and runs or swims on the other four days. She still rides too. In fact, next week we've booked a surprise trail ride for the four of us, up into the National Park. With her hands on her hips, completely naked, she looked at us and said, "Well, come on then!"

Ruth leapt off her lounger and was soon as naked as her mother. I could see Adam staring at Ruth. I don't blame him, she looks incredible. There's a gym next to Ruth's apartment block in LA which she uses a lot to pass the time. The first couple of times she went I went with her, just to let people know that she's spoken for. Luckily, the owner, Leroy, is a vet, an ex-Marine Gunny Sergeant. He keeps a close eye on her. A few weeks ago, last time I was there, I had coffee with him - he likes to talk about people he might still know on the base. He'd said to me, "Fuck man, if I had a hot little wife like that I wouldn't let her out of my sight. I mean, her fucking abs? She could crack walnuts with them! And when she gets on her yoga mat! Fuck me, man, she crosses her feet behind her head! The whole fucking gym stops. But don't worry, a lot of my customers are vets, others still serving. They're aware of you and would stop a bullet to protect her. They've sort of adopted her and quickly take to one side anyone taking an undue interest. There was a new guy last month, an Australian, who started hitting on her. The brothers spoke to him. There were raised voices. They led him out the back door. Haven't seen him again. I haven't asked any questions."

With barely a splash both women executed perfect dives into the deep end. Adam realised I'd seen him and said, "Sorry."

"What for?" I asked.

"Staring inappropriately."

"Is there appropriate staring?" I laughed.

"Well..., I don't know, but she's your wife."

"And Kate's your woman but I stared at her."

"I guess so."

"How much has Kate told you about the relationship the three of us have?"

"Well, I know she took you both under her wing some years ago, sexually, and the relationship has developed from there."

"So you know that we've had three-way sex and that I've fucked Kate many times."

"Yes."

"And you know about their mother/daughter lesbian relationship?"

"Yes, that too."

"So there's no problem?"

"No, not with that, but I'm not sure where I fit in. I'm feeling a bit like a spare wheel. I don't want to make an assumption and screw things up."

"So..., you want to know if you can fuck Ruth?"

"Ah..., well..., I guess..., in a nutshell..., yes..., yes I am. I mean..., is there likely to be a foursome? I asked Kate and she told me to wait and see."

"You're asking the wrong person, Adam. You need to be asking Ruth. She and her mother are free spirits who control their own bodies."

"Yes but she's your wife."

"Doesn't matter a jot," I said, "Ruth fucks who she wants, so do I, so does Kate. As it happens, we don't fuck around individually but we're free to do so if we want. Don't make the mistake of dictating to Kate what she can or can't do with her body or you'll crash and burn. If you tell me I can't fuck Kate I'll do it anyway, it's her body, not yours. And as for a foursome..., I don't know. Ruth and I aren't averse to it, in fact, we have friends here that we meet up with pretty regularly for some fun. And Kate has been telling her that you're good in bed so all I can advise is that you just go with the flow, don't try and force anything."

"Okay, thanks. That's helped."

"One other thing, Adam. I'm strictly heterosexual. If you're hoping for fun in that direction I could give Mo and Desireé a call. Mo is bi."

Before Adam could answer, Ruth called out, "Come on you two miserable bastards!"

After stripping I dived in and swam to the shallow end where Ruth and Kate were leaning back against the wall with an arm around each other's waist. "What was your little chat about then?" asked Ruth.

"Just clearing the air, setting a few ground rules, explaining that I can't make decisions for you two," I said.

Kate nodded, "He wants to fuck Ruth, doesn't he? Well, I guess it was nice of him to ask." She looked at Ruth and said, "Don't feel pressurised, it's your decision."

"I know mum," said Ruth pulling her closer, "He'll be my first mature fuck. Are you going to fuck Sam?"

"I most certainly am," said Kate, grinning at me "It's been over five months."

There was a splash from the deep end. With a kiss on my cheek, Ruth swam away. Kate took my hand and led me into deeper water. "You sure that Adam's going to be able to handle this?" I asked.

Kate put her arms around my neck and pulled me close. I could feel her hard nipples against my chest. "I love him, Sam," she said, "I never thought I'd be capable of loving another man yet here he is. But I won't have him disturbing what we've created. He can add to it but not change the fundamentals. This trip is a big test. If he fails, he's gone. He either embraces it or it's over between us, I've made that crystal clear."

I nodded, "Has Ruth told you about Mo and Desireé?"

"Your black foursome partners? Yeah, she told me in one of her letters. She said they're both pretty hot. A nine-inch cock apparently."

"Uh huh," I said, "And they're both bi. Would that interest Adam? Mo gets nothing from me."

Kate nodded, "A lot of cabin crew are gay. Adam sometimes indulges on layovers. I've always wanted to see two men together." She laughed when she saw me screw up my face. "You like watching Ruth and I have sex so what's wrong with me watching Adam and Mo?"

"Nothing I guess, but it's not my cup of tea."

"What's Desireé like?" she asked as she wrapped her fingers around my cock.

"Statuesque. Six feet two and legs that go on forever. She has Masai ancestry. Small hard tits and deep black ebony skin. She and Ruth sixty-nine for hours. Very loud when she cums. Mo is a bit shorter than me but broader and coffee coloured. He shaves his head and is a PTI like me, that's how we met. You can never mention his sexuality outside our group though, he'd be kicked out of the Marine Corps."

There was a moan from across the pool which made us both look across. Adam was leaning against the wall, his head back and eyes closed. There was no sign of Ruth. "Looks like my wife is sucking your man's cock," I laughed. As I said that, Ruth bobbed up, took a breath and disappeared again.

"Slut!" Kate laughed, then added, "You two fuck in here often?"

"As often as we can but the silicone lube is upstairs. Water gets in and dilutes your natural lube so you can't do it for long unless you have artificial lube. I can go and get it if you want?"

"Later. We'll need it when you fuck my ass. The night before you both left to fly over here? Fuck me, my ass was tender for a week!"

The memory of that night came flooding back. The three of us fucked the whole night. Ruth and I slept for the entire flight the next day. For me, the highlight was near dawn. Ruth on her back, feet behind her head as Kate sucked her clit and I fucked Kate's ass. "Mmmmm....," I said, "That was some night!"

I wanted to see what Ruth and Adam did next but Kate said, "Come on, let's leave them to it, we don't want to cramp their style, come and fuck me in the shower."

It was funny really, Ruth and I had been talking about the coming weeks in the drive to the airport. We'd both concluded that nothing sexy was likely to happen for at least the first two or three days, probably until Las Vegas, yet here we were, not been in the house an hour and Ruth was sucking Adam's cock and was probably about to get a good fucking from him. And here I was, leading a naked Kate up to our master bedroom and it's a big walk-in shower.

As we turned the water on Kate saw the pump bottle of lube on the shelf that we keep handy for water sex. "Well, we won't be needing that," she said, "I'm dripping! Come on, I want to be taken, be as rough as you want."

I grabbed her long damp hair and pushed her down. "Mmmmm," she said, "I've had maybe a dozen men over the last five or six years, but your cock is still the best. Not the biggest, but your big fat mushroom head, oh my god, I've wanked so many times remembering you stretching my mouth, cunt and ass."

"Stop talking and suck," I said. I watched as her tongue came out to lick my balls. As always, I was clean shaven. Her hand stroked my cock, pausing to squeeze just behind the head. This made it swell even more and the skin go tight, smooth and purple. Her mouth was forced wide as her lips engulfed it.

Fuck, it felt good. Her tongue swirled around and she tried to force it into the hole in the end. My mind went back seven years, to the first time she'd done that, on her big bed in Bristol with Ruth watching intently. God, they'd both had gallons of my sperm since those innocent days.

In fact, for the last seven days, Ruth had banned all sex and masturbation saying, "When you cum in mum's mouth, I want it to spill out and run down her chin." But before that happened she was going to get a good fucking.

I know I'm a very lucky guy. People tell me continuously, but they're only referring to Ruth. They don't know about her equally tight and hot mother. With Ruth being only 4'10" and her mother 4'11", they're a pair of little sex tigers. Coupled with their height is the fact that neither weighs over 120lbs. Back home they love going into places like Gap k**s to buy c***dren's sized clothes which are tax-free in England. Their size makes for almost limitless sex opportunities.

I pulled Kate to her feet. She knew exactly what I wanted. In one slick move, she intertwined her fingers behind my neck and jumped. It would have caught anyone else off guard but I was ready for her. As she wrapped her legs around me, my fingers dug into her ass cheeks. With my cock rock hard and at a 45-degree angle, it was easy to lower her onto it. After all, I'd done it to her and Ruth many times before.

She let out a long moan as my cock slid into her tight little cunt. This wasn't new to her. Both mother and daughter like to be fucked like this - slowly in the shower then carried to the bed, still impaled - but Kate's words were ringing in my ears, "I want to be taken, be as rough as you want."

God, did I fuck her! I slammed up into her on each thrust, bottoming out each time. Simultaneously, I gripped her hips with my hands and slammed her down onto my cock. It was like fucking a rag doll. She clung on like a baby chimp clinging onto its mother.

I knew she wouldn't last long. After a few minutes, she began to squeal in time with my thrusts, a sure sign that she was about to go over the edge. She's a squealer whereas Ruth is a moaner and panter. She clung even tighter and bit my shoulder as she squealed and shook all over. Holding myself deep, I felt her strong cunt muscles rhythmically grip and release my cock as the orgasm wracked her small body. She let out a long moan as she waves abated.

Carefully, I lowered her back to her knees. I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back into the stream of warm water. Again I heard, "Be as rough as you want." As she spat water out I drove my cock straight down her throat. Both of them can deep throat but this took her completely by surprise. Her eyes went wide as I roughly fucked her throat. Unprepared, she retched and gagged as I held her head tightly.

With a roar, I emptied a week's worth of sperm into her throat. She coughed and retched again sending a jet of cum out of her nose. With a final spurt into her stomach, I pushed her away into the corner where she curled up coughing and wiping her mouth. She didn't move or speak as I washed my hair and body, she just glared at me, her eyes wild and staring.

After rinsing myself off, I held my cock and looked at her. A small smile crept across her face and she nodded. The jet of piss hit her shoulder before I directed it across her head. Laughing, she rubbed it across her face and through her hair before opening her mouth to accept the warm stream.

With a shake, I walked out, took a towel and left her there.

Half an hour later, I was back outside with Adam, sharing a bottle of Jura ten-year-old malt that he'd bought in the duty-free shop at Heathrow. We sat in silence, watching the headlights of cars down in the valley below. Adam was the first to speak saying "They're two incredible women aren't they, Sam?"

I nodded in agreement. No words were needed. "I didn't fuck Ruth, you know," Adam said, turning his head to the sound of a Coyote in the distance.

"Any reason?" I asked.

He looked at me. "She took me by surprise, blowing me under the water. I can usually last as long as I want but the whole situation - your wife, knowing that you and Kate were watching, your wife's oral skills - I just came. Do you know what Ruth did?"

I shook my head.

"She stood up, opened her mouth, showed me my cum, then swallowed it all."

I laughed and took a sip of my whisky. "Then what?" I asked.

"I started apologising, you know, for being so quick, but she just laughed and said my cum tasted nice. Then she asked me to lift her out onto the edge. God, she's even lighter than Kate but it's all toned muscle isn't it?"

"Yeah," I nodded, "Then you licked her out while you stood in the water and she laid back with her feet dangling over the edge?"

"You saw us? I thought you'd gone upstairs?"

"We had, but I know what Ruth likes."

"Oh yeah, of course. So you had sex with Kate?"

"In the shower, standing up, then I came down her throat." I left out the pissing part.

Adam sipped his drink before saying, "As I said, they're two incredible women. Unique. We're both very lucky."

"And don't you forget it," said Kate as she and Ruth stepped out onto the patio. They were wearing beautiful and identical, deep red silk kimonos.

"Wow!" I said, "You both look incredible."

"Aren't they beautiful?" said Ruth, smoothing her hands over the gossamer thin fabric, "A lovely gift from mum."

Standing, I asked, "What can I get you ladies to drink?"

"Something long, cold and exotic," said Ruth, "Surprise us." One of the perks of the job was that the British recognised that as one of the few Brits on the base I would do quite a bit of entertaining. Therefore, I got a $200 a month Entertainment Allowance. One of the rules was that I had to keep accurate records of expenditure and details of who was entertained. I wasn't allowed to keep 'entertaining' the same people and they had to be predominantly American military. The easiest way to do it was to have monthly parties. So once a month I sent out twelve 'plus one' invitations to a Saturday night cocktail party at our house. Ruth did the catering and I ran the cocktail bar. We made it very formal with tuxedos and cocktail dresses. Our nearest neighbours, Bill and Jaqi always helped out. This meant we had a fully equipped cocktail bar and I had become a pretty adept barman.

I made them one of my most popular, a Jamaican - white rum, light brandy, lime juice, mango syrup, pineapple juice, and orange juice, in a tall glass with ice with a sugared rim and a spiral of cucumber.

"My goodness," said Kate, "This is amazing, did you invent it?"

"No," I laughed, "Kate keeps buying me cocktail books."

"There's an old bookstore not far from the studios in LA," said Ruth, "Next door to a nice deli where I go for lunch. The studio canteens are dire. Mr Weinstein puts good cocktail books to one side for me, especially early original ones from the 1920s. We've built up quite a collection."

"The trouble is, the old recipes use brand names that no longer exist," I said, "So I have to do quite a bit of research to decode them. I'm being helped by Monty, the head barman at the Polo Lounge in The Beverly Hills Hotel. We went there for a studio bash not long after we got here. He has a good network of contacts so helps me out when I'm completely stuck. In return, I send him the final recipes which he tries out. There are quite a few old and unusual ones on his cocktail list now."

"You'll meet him next weekend," said Ruth, "You did bring an evening dress and tux didn't you?"

"Of course," said Kate, "Is that where we're going?"

Ruth nodded, "There's going to be an invitation-only private showing of the pilot followed by a dinner and dance."

"Ooh!" Said Kate excitedly, "Will I meet anyone famous?"

"Probably," said Ruth, "But please don't embarrass me, mum."

"As if," laughed Kate.

"Well," said Adam, "Much as I love this chit chat, I'm heading for bed. The flight has finally caught up with me."

"I know," said Kate, "I've been putting on a brave face but in reality, I'm a wreck. I really must lay down and close my eyes."

I stood as Adam and Kate said their goodnights and headed upstairs.

At 8am, Ruth and I returned from a two-hour ridge trail run. As usual, she ran in front and set the pace. That's fine with me as it means I can watch her ass in her tight lycra shorts. Despite the hour, it was already pushing 80f. My t-shirt was soaked in sweat and Ruth's lycra running bra was a few shades darker. In the kitchen we both drank an iced electrolyte mix to replace our lost salts then she put the kettle on. "No sign of mum and Adam," she said, "We'll wake them up with mugs of tea. They'll get headaches if they sleep too long."

Kate was awake and Adam just stirring as we took the tea in. "Goodness," said Kate, "Look at the sweat on you two."

"We've been for a long run," said Ruth, "There's no point in having showers until we stop sweating. What do you fancy doing today?"

"I'd like to buy a sunhat somewhere if I can," said Kate, "Plus some sun lotion. I forgot to pack both. Then nothing too taxing today. Maybe a walk and then relax by the pool?"

"The best shopping is on the base at the PX," I said, "The population on the base is much larger than that of the towns around here. I've got the paperwork for your base passes, you'll just need your passports and we'll pick up the passes at the guard post."

"We'll have breakfast when you're ready," said Ruth, "In the meantime, I'm going to cool off in the pool."

The pool always feels extra special after a long hard run. We were soon joined by Kate and Adam. "I don't know how I'll manage without my morning gym sessions," said Kate.

"I can run us into the base anytime you want mum," said Ruth, "I use the gym there quite a lot. Sam has set up a routine for me, it'll be good doing it together. How about you, Adam?"

Adam shook his head, "I'm not a gym guy, I prefer jogging, swimming and cycling."

"There's a 25-metre pool next to the gym," I said, "and we've got a couple of good bikes but only mine will fit you. I can borrow a couple more from the MWR Centre on base then we could all go on rides. If you want to use the big pool on your own I can add you onto my car insurance. In fact, that reminds me, when we go out later we need to call into the Hertz agency and have you and Kate added as drivers for the rental."

"When are we setting off for Vegas tomorrow?" asked Kate.

"Well," I said, "It's a pretty long and boring drive by the freeway so I thought we might leave early, go up through the Mojave Desert and into Death Valley. Make a day of it and head into Vegas from the north."

Kate moaned, "Mmmmmmm...," which made me look at her. She was leaning back into Ruth who was kissing her neck saying, "I've missed you, mum."

Kate turned and said, "I've missed you too my darling," before cupping Ruth's face and slipping her tongue into her mouth.

Watching two women making out is hot but watching two related women is even hotter, especially when one is your wife. My cock was hard within a few seconds. I could see that Adam was watching them intently too. They kissed like lovers until eventually, they broke, panting. "I need to taste you mum," said Ruth looking into her eyes, "I need to taste your sweet honey."

Kate brushed Ruth's cheek with her fingers, looked at me and asked, "Do we taste the same, Sam?"

"No," I said.

"So who tastes best?"

I laughed and held my hands up, "No way, I'm not falling into that trap, you both taste amazing."

"I agree," chuckled Adam.

Kate smiled and said, "Sam, would you be kind enough to throw the cushions from the loungers onto the patio, I need to make my daughter cum."

Fuck yeah! Despite my erection, I hauled myself out, ran from the pool, untied the long cushions from the frames and arranged them to form a square on the ceramic tiles. As I finished that, Adam emerged from the house with a sheet he'd pulled from a bed which we laid over the cushions and tucked under the edges. "I thought it might help to stop the cushions moving apart," he said.

Satisfied, we sat in our chairs, both still sporting erections, and awaited the show. Ruth and Kate walked slowly from the pool holding hands. They looked like two beautiful water nymphs from the cover of a fantasy novel. "Holy fuck!" said Adam, which made them both laugh.

As they laid down on their sides facing each other, I wasn't looking at a mother and her daughter, I was looking at two lovers. Ruth brushed Kate's hair from her face and said quietly, "I love you so much."

Kate smiled, nodded, and moved closer. I'd seen them kiss many times, but never with so much love and passion. They rolled around of the makeshift bed, kissing, licking, sucking, biting, pinching and fingering. Ruth came twice and Kate once before they found themselves 69ing with Kate on top. They were orientated with Ruth's ass towards me so I had a great view of Kate pulling her daughter's cheeks apart so she could probe the little brown star with her tongue. Unusually for Ruth, she squealed as her body jerked in orgasm.

They went at it for over half an hour, swapping around, both cumming again and again. I've always been a bit jealous of the ability of women to keep going after an orgasm. Eventually, they rolled onto their sides, still sucking and licking but now curled into each other in opposite foetus positions, their arms wrapped around each other.

It was all too much for Adam. As Kate flicked Ruth's clit with the tip of her tongue, he knelt behind and aimed his cock at Ruth's red and glistening cunt. Kate looked across at me, her face covered in Ruth's creamy juices and grinned. She grabbed Adam's cock and sucked hard. "Fuuuuuck!...," Adam cried out, taken by surprise. Still licking along his length she guided him into Ruth's dripping cunt.

The girls separated and Ruth got onto her knees. Laughing, Kate knelt facing her and wiggled her ass in the air at me. As Adam and I fucked them doggy they kissed and played with each other's clits. Well, this wasn't a bad start to the day! Given Kate's age, her cunt is still amazingly tight and I could see that Adam was enjoying Ruth's tight little cunt as well. He was gripping her hips tightly as he grunted and fucked her good.

Kate reached back and held me deep in her. "Oh fuck yes!" she moaned as she worked her cunt muscles on me, gripping me in her warm tunnel. "Don't move..., don't move...," she kept saying. Then, "Oh yes..., gonna cum..., fuck me hard..." I slammed in and out making her whole body shake.

"Cum with me, mum," shouted Ruth as she pushed back onto Adam.

As I've already said, this wasn't our first four-way. We got together with Mo and Desireé every three or four weeks and had a great fuck session each time. Then there was Derek and Lucy in Plymouth, plus Jeremy and Tania in London. But best of all was Katie and Tricia who lived about an hour from Plymouth, a beautiful pair of lesbians who weren't really bi but who enjoyed cock when really turned on. Jago and Trent don't count as a foursome though. They were two black barmen on St Lucia where we went on our honeymoon which was also Ruth's 21st birthday. They were my birthday present to Ruth. Her first black cocks. Although present, I only watched. But all those have one thing in common - we never all came together.

That was about to be put right. With their fingers a blur on their clits and both pushing back onto our cocks, Ruth and Kate came, moaning into each other's mouths as they French kissed. That tipped Adam over. He threw his head back and came deep in Ruth. I'd obviously seen men cum in Ruth before but the i****tuous aspect of this foursome was too much and I shook as I emptied my balls into Kate.

We ended up in a sweaty, cummy heap. "Thank fuck you're not overlooked," laughed Kate as we all panted. Ruth was the first to move. She stood, held her hand out to Kate and said, "Come on mum, let's go and shower together, I've not had enough of you yet."

Adam and I were left lying there. Two blokes naked and feeling a bit awkward. "I ah..., haven't had a chance to thank you, Adam, for the hire car and this weekend in Vegas," I said, trying to break the silence.

He shrugged, "You're welcome, but it's not as generous as it sounds. BA has a tie-in with Hertz so I get a 40% pilot discount, and Caesars Palace has some sort of link to BA so I got a free upgrade to a two bedroomed luxury suite."

"Well, thanks anyway," I said.

"How long should we give the girls? I think we both need showers," said Adam.

"They'll be in the one in our bedroom," I said, "The main bathroom will be free, you can go first."

To be honest, I was glad he went. I've never been comfortable with other naked men. I gathered up the sheets, reattached the lounger cushions, laid down and closed my eyes. I was glad we'd had the sex session; not only was it very enjoyable but it also broke the ice. It's something we don't have to worry about now. This could make the weekend in Vegas even more fun. I hadn't got an answer from Adam about Mo but I think I'll invite them round one evening next week, maybe for a barbecue and see how things go. They're a great couple and Desireé is a loud and enthusiastic fuck. I'd love to see her, Ruth and Kate in a three-way daisy chain! A loud squeal from our open bedroom window told me that Kate had just cum again.