In another chat I wrote about a marvellous experience in the 80s. It concerned my 20 years younger Eastern European girlfriend and her mother (also a little younger than me ) on her first time ever out of the communist countries. The daughter had been living with me for a couple of months and we managed to get a visa for her mother to come over for a visit.
Shortly after her arrival in my house, Mama decided that she and her daughter were in need of a proper internal cleansing after over indulging in our rich and heavy Italian cuisine. To my surprise she discussed this very openly in front of me. I had no experience of enemas except for a basic knowledge from our family medical business and it was not a subject commonly talked about in front of strangers. I had never considered it erotic or exciting, considering it an unpleasant and invasive form of preparation before a hospital intervention. So Mama decided to put me right and insisted I attend her daughter's procedure, much to the latter's chagrin and deep embarrassment and vociferous protests. She also enrolled my services in giving her her own enema. Bear in mind that I was her daughter's partner with an intimate familiarity, but she was a complete stranger. Yet within a few days of meeting she was perfectly happy and not in the least reticent to place her bare backside in front of me in the necessarily lewd, exposed position to receive an enema. Although this experience was new and as erotic as any I'd had to date, it triggered no desire in me to practice anything like it again. In fact the daughter continued to administer to herself in total privacy after her mother returned home. My girlfriend never forgave me for having watched and enjoyed her humiliation, nor for applying the nozzle to her mother's naked bottom. If she'd known how wet Mama's pussy was as she thrust her bottom up provocatively, she might have murdered us both. As if there was any way a pervert of my level was going to walk away from something as lewdly exciting! Besides, the fact that she was so embarrassed drove me crazy with desire and lust, which she experienced when, immediately after, we made wild, noisy love within easy earshot of her mother.
For the rest of her stay Mama took advantage of our warm climate and hung around the house wearing as little as possible within the bounds of decency. Her daughter often wore nothing but string panties and a loose top. I was in a constant turgid state and we had sex frequently in the bedroom with her mother in the next room. They were totally uninhibited with each other and it sometimes happened that Mama was told matter of factly that we were going in for a quickie.. Nor did she try to keep the noise down while we were at it. Mama took it all in her stride, and I found all this very stimulating indeed and it took all my will power to stop myself from trying it on with the mother. I was like a simmering pot, always just about to boil over.
Mama came to visit every year while I lived with her daughter and somehow I managed to avoid having sex with her, mainly because I did not wish to put my relationship with the daughter at risk. This despite mother's constant provocation. After a few years my girlfriend was getting restless and wanted to spread her wings with people nearer her age. I had no illusions and knew it had to happen.
It turned out that I was far more naive than I thought, because as she was preparing to move into her new home, the girl said that she hated to leave me and proposed that her mum stay with me to fill in the void. After all, she said, it's pretty obvious that I fancied her and she couldn't understand why I had never responded to her advances.
Would you believe it? Bloody hell! They had it planned all the time! Simple; Mama moves in with me and could then get a visa as my partner, and the girl moves on to other things now that she had a residence permit. Do you know? I felt so stupid and used. But I agreed. Mama stayed with me and played the perfect partner. We had wonderful sex and she acceeded to my most bizarre demands. Now my tastes are really quite mild and vanilla, but I indulged them to the max. She became quite submissive and would really do almost anything I asked. Mainly it involved placing her in awkward and embarrassing situations. I loved it when she got embarrassed and shy.
Problem was, she was devious and manipulative but she had little of the intelligence of her daughter. I ended the relationship after a few months and she moved out. She did get her residence visa and I even helped her to get a job. We saw each other on occasion and enjoyed some exciting sex but time goes on and I moved on with my life.