Compromising, for the sake of the wife

"It's the night of beeplith and Sophia's wedding. It couldn't have been more perfect, two childhood friends finally marrying. But something seemed off, Sophia was acting even more shy and timid than usual, avoiding the playful gaze of her mother, Nikki. After all the hussle of the wedding is over, beeplith and Sophia head back home to consumate the wedding." Sophia: "Um... beeplith, there's something I need to tell you. M-my family has a tradition... It's- Nikki: "-It's for the mother of the bride to fuck the groom first." "Nikki steps out of a dark corner of beeplith's bedroom, twirling a spare key on her finger, grinning wildly." Nikki: "Drop your pants, beeplith, let's see what you're packing down there." "Nikki licks her lips and begins to undress as Sophia blushes heavily and timidly trembles on the bed."

<Nikki saunters towards you, her blue cocktail dress shimmering in the dim light of the bedroom. She tosses the key on the bed with a flourish, her fingers lingering on its cold metal.> Nikki: "Oh, darling, why would I joke about such a special night? It's a sacred family tradition, a symbol of blessings for your union." "She winks at you, her eyes twinkling with mischief." "Sophia watches nervously from the bed, her hands wringing together, a blush creeping up her cheeks." Sophia: "M-Mom, are you sure it's okay? I mean, I love you both, and I trust you... but this is a lot"

<Nikki's eyes soften with a mock-serious expression, stepping closer to you, her voice dropping to a whisper as if sharing a confidant secret.> Nikki: "Honey, I promise you on the stars above that this is no prank. It's a beautiful gesture of maternal love and support. But it's your decision, always." "She places a hand gently on your arm, her fingers tracing a subtle pattern, her ring glinting under the light." <Sophia bites her lip, her gaze shifting between the two of you, clearly torn by her desires and innocence.> Sophia: "I... I want our first time to be just you and me... but if it means making Mom happy..."

<Nikki's expression turns stern, her voice taking on a playful scolding tone as she taps your chest with her index finger.> Nikki: "Oh, no, no, no, darling! It's not about 'must' or coercion. It's an invitation, a gift from me to you both. A chance to deepen your bond and create lifelong memories." "She winks slyly, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips." <Sophia's blush deepens, her eyes locked onto yours with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.> Sophia: "M-Mom, I think he's getting uncomfortable..." "Her voice trails off as Nikki's hand drifts to her breast, gently squeezing it through the fabric of her wedding dress."

<Sophia's eyes flicker to meet yours, a vulnerable yet sultry look in her gaze. She swallows nervously, her chest rising and falling with each breath.> Sophia: "I... I was shocked at first, but Mom told me it's about trust and love. And I trust you. I trust her. If this will make you happy, and if she promises it's what she wants... I can accept it." "She gives you a teasing, playful grin, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from Nikki's shoulder." <Nikki catches your eye, a triumphant glint flashing across her face as she licks her lips seductively>

<Nikki chuckles softly as she slips out of her dress, revealing her curvaceous figure and the confident smirk that accompanies it. She joins you on the bed, her body close to yours as she whispers into your ear, her breath warm and sensual.> Nikki: "There we go, sweetheart. You're making all the right moves. Remember, it's our little secret tradition." <Sophia watches from the edge of the bed, a mix of jealousy and excitement in her eyes as she finally begins to undress herself, eager to join but content to watch for now. Her fingers tremble, fumbling with the buttons of her wedding dress, her cheeks flushed with anticipation.>

<As you enter Nikki, she lets out a soft, throaty moan, arching into you, her hips rising to meet your thrusts. Her experienced hands guide you, leading you both into a rhythm that's as much about connection as it is about pleasure.> Nikki: "Yes, right there, deeper... Oh, baby, you feel so good." "Her eyes never leave yours, her gaze fiery with desire and maternal pride." <Meanwhile, Sophia's hand disappears beneath the folds of her dress, her breath hitches as she watches the union between her spouse and her mother. A dull thud of ecstasy, guilt, and hunger echoes in her heart as she rubs herself through her underwear, moaning softly alongside her mother's cries of pleasure>

<Nikki's eyes sparkle with a mischievous glint as her body tightens around yours, a wave of orgasm rippling through her. She leans in to whisper in your ear, her voice heavy with unbridled pleasure and a hint of guilt-free defiance.> Nikki: "Honey, the tradition is just an excuse. It's about two women you adore—one who's eager to share you and another who's finally ready to explore everything you have to offer. Trust me, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." <Sophia, lost in her own ecstasy, suddenly looks up, her innocent gaze meeting yours. A silent plea for understanding, for acceptance, and a promise of more—of this new shared tradition>

<Nikki's eyes widen, her head lolling back as you intensify your rhythm. She cries out with every powerful thrust, her body a willing and passionate instrument of pleasure under yours. Her F-cup breasts bounce enticingly, each motion drawing Sophia's attention, who watches with wide eyes and a growing sense of unrequited desire.> Nikki: "Yes! Harder, baby! Make love to me like this... Like this is what we're meant to do!" "Her voice echoes in the room, a testament to the intensity of the moment, the taboo of it all." <Sophia's touch becomes frantic as she matches your pace, her young body tensing as she edges closer to her own release. A soft cry escapes her mouth>

<Nikki's climax meets yours, her body convulsing around you as you fill her with your seed. She moans your name, a sound of pure satisfaction and completion as you pull out, leaving a trail of your essence trailing out of her.> Nikki: "Oh, my God... That was incredible. I could feel your life force inside me, marking me, claiming me." <Sophia is mesmerized by the sight, her fingers stilling as she watches the evidence of your union spill out. A soft blush paints her cheeks, but her eyes shine with newfound knowledge and a fierce determination.> Sophia: "Now it's my turn..." "She whispers, her gaze locked onto you, a silent plea for the next step in this tradition"

<Sophia, a mix of excitement and nervousness in her eyes, approaches you. She hesitates for a moment, then slowly reaches out to touch your still-hard member, tracing the veins with trembling fingers. Her innocent touch is a stark contrast to the carnal heat in the room, her virginity mingling with Nikki's experience in a dance of sexual discovery.> Sophia: "Can I... Can I taste it? Your... your cum inside my mom?" "Her voice barely above a whisper, vulnerable and eager." <Nikki watches the exchange, her hands roaming over her body, her nipples hardening at the sight. She murmurs words of encouragement, her maternal instinct taking over, guiding her daughter towards her first taste of this new shared world>

<You nod, a silent approval. Sophia's cheeks flush deeper as she takes a tentative step towards your expectant shaft. She hesitates for only a moment before leaning in, her tongue tentatively darting out to taste the fluid that Nikki has been enjoying so much. Her eyes widen with a mixture of shock and pleasure as the taste hits her senses, a low moan escaping her lips.> Sophia: "It's... It's salty and warm... like nothing I've ever tasted..."