The Manor Cove Widows
Copyright© 2026 by jack1107
Chapter 4
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Aristocratic Mature Woman Enjoys a Well-Endowed Male Nurse.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Incest Mother Son Anal Sex Oral Sex BBW Big Breasts
I got a message from Mum at eleven-thirty.
It read, “Dear Barry, I love that Spa, it’s so relaxing. I arrived a little early. The receptionist couldn’t have been nicer.
“I’m an F-cup in my bra. Lady Whitley and her daughter Jill are the same. I bought two beautiful costumes. Lady Whitley came over and introduced herself.
“She’s a lady, and for sixty-five, what a body! We swam together. We swam fifty lengths, which is two kilometres.
“I feel tired, but I feel good, I’m now Lucy with her, and we’re swimming again tomorrow at nine.”
“She thinks the world of you, Barry, being General Manager of Manor Cove, is a big position. I think you’ll do very well. Could I now have a little social life? Looking forward to twelve-thirty, love Mum xx.”
I left before twelve. I arrived at Cove House at twelve-twenty. The gates were closed. I pressed the intercom button.
Mum answered, she said, “Darling, you’re early, I’ll open the gates. I’ve gone twenty-four hours without alcohol. I blow you a big kiss, Barry x.”
I arrived, parked, and went to the open front door. I walked in. Mum was sitting in a beautiful antique armchair with her legs crossed. She was smiling.
I said, “Mum, you could be a mature model. You look gorgeous. Will you make me a cup of tea? I love what I see. I’m glad Lucy has invited you for tomorrow. She’s a lovely lady.”
Mum got out of the chair. She was braless, her tits jiggled beautifully in the top she was wearing. She was wearing tight leggings. Her camel’s toe was perfect.
“Let’s go into the kitchen, and I’ll make tea. Peter is not good. I phoned the doctor, he’ll come this afternoon at two, I think we’re close to the end.”
“I think so too, Mum. It will relieve you of a lot of stress. So you got on well with Lucy?”
Mum smiled and said, “She’s a lady in every sense of the word. She thinks so highly of you. She told me her daughter thinks you’re the best.”
“I was thinking, would Lucy be interested in buying Cove House? I would sell it to her in a minute.”
I thought for a minute and decided now’s the time.
I said, “Jill, Lucy’s daughter is a beautiful woman. I got to know Lucy. She was a patient in the hospital. We got on well.
“Jill visited every day and said to Lucy that I’d be ideal as General Manager of Manor Cove.
“I had an interview with the director of nursing. All went well, and I was offered the job.
“I had nowhere to live. Lucy’s cottage has three bedrooms. Jill has one of them, I’m in the other. I’m spending a lot of time with both of them, and I’m happy I’ve told you this.
“You should invite Lucy for a coffee. She’s never seen Cove House. I’m sure that if the price is right, she’ll buy it from you. How dependent are you on the sale of Cove House?”
Mum quickly replied, “Barry, I’m glad you think that. I’d have the feeling that Lucy was attracted to you in a big way.
“You are making a big impression there. Stay with it, and you could make it for life.
I’m not dependent on the sale of Cove House at all. I’m not fully aware of Peter’s wealth. Shareholdings bring dividends every so often.
“I’ve only had access to this information for four months. I’m sure Peter is worth over one hundred million. I’m not poor, Barry.”
It was now one-thirty.
I said, “Mum, I’d better go, the doctor will be here soon. Keep me posted on what he says.
“I’ll be here tomorrow at the same time, or maybe better, later if you invite Lucy for a coffee.
“Message me a time, and I’ll be there.”
Mum got off her chair and took me in her arms, pulling me close to her and said, “I’ll do that, Barry, if it helps you, I’ll sell Cove House to Lucy. I know you know I’m not wearing a bra. Feel me as you kiss me, Barry.”
We kissed lovingly. As we kissed. I slipped my hand under her loose top and fondled her massive left breast.
Her nipples were big and hard. I squeezed it between my thumb and index finger. Mum loved it. She was gasping with pleasure.
Mum whispered, “Feel me down below, Barry. Then you’ll know how wet you make me.”
I raised Mum’s top over her massive tits and sucked on her hard left nipple. Mum was panting.
I moved my right hand across her stomach and then slipped my fingertips inside the waistband of her leggings.
Mum spread her legs in anticipation. Her vulva was smooth and swollen. I kept sucking on her hard nipple as I spread her thick cunt flaps open.
My fingertips felt her hard clit, and I slid two fingers inside her soaking pussy.
Mum gasped and said, “That feels so good, suck my tit and play with my pussy. You’ll make me cum, darling.”
I kept sucking on her big, hard nipple as my thumb excited her hard clit. I finger-fucked her hard and deep with two of my long fingers.
Mum was riding my fingers. She was so close.
She cried out, “I’m cumming, please don’t stop, it feels so good.”
Mum’s whole body shook as she climaxed. She composed herself and said, “I needed that, darling, Barry. You excite me so much. I get wet just looking at you. I think Lucy is the same.”
I didn’t reply. I pulled my two fingers out of her dripping cunt. I held them up. They were glistening with Mum’s cum.
I offered her my index finger. She sucked it and licked it clean. Mum came off my finger.
I brought my middle finger to my mouth and did the same as Mum had done to my index finger.
We tongue kissed.
Mum said, “I’ll message you when the doctor has gone. I want to see you tomorrow. What you did to me today was beautiful.”
I left the driveway, pulled to the side to allow the doctor to pass, and then drove to the cottage.
Lucy wasn’t there, but there was a note stating that she was in town with Jill.
Who had taken the measurements of my clothes? They would get me some work clothes, as Jill had suggested.
Suits would be too formal. I made myself some toasted cheese using mature cheddar from the Estate. It was delicious.
Just after three, my phone beeped, the message from Mum read, “It won’t be long. He has laboured breathing, a significant drop in his blood pressure, and a substantial drop in his body temperature.
“Most significant is that he stops breathing for several seconds, then starts again with quick breaths.
“His catheter is empty. Usually, there’s always some urine in it. The doctor says it could happen at any time in the next 24 hours.
“Barry, I’ll keep you posted. That was the strongest orgasm I’ve had in years. I want to see you tomorrow, love, Mum xxx.”
It was now three thirty. I messaged Bunty to see if she was available and if she had any coconut oil, or if I should bring some. A minute later, she replied, saying she’d meet me at the reception. She had no coconut oil, and why coconut oil?
I replied that it was nutritious for the skin. An excellent massage oil, and if oral use was required, it was also nutritional for that.
Her one-line reply was, ‘I’m getting wet now.’
We met at the reception. She gave me a big smile and a firm handshake, then led me to the massage room.
A room with a massage table and a vibration board. There was also a shower room, a wash-hand basin, and a toilet.
It didn’t take Bunty long to strip. She stood there in her balconette bra and a thong.
She was busty. The rest of her body was in excellent condition as well.
Bunty said, “Barry, could you strip naked? That would excite me.”
I smiled. Bunty’s body had excited me. She was a tall, good-looking woman with a voluptuous body. My cock was stiff.
“Of course, Bunty, I’ll do your back first, so lie face down on the table.”
I stripped down to my boxer shorts. Bunty had her eyes focused on me. I pulled my boxer shorts down. Out popped my monster cock.
Bunty gasped and said, “I love what I see, it’s the most beautifully proportioned cock I’ve ever seen. I’m looking forward to playing with him later.”
I started massaging Bunty’s neck and shoulders first; they were tight, and no wonder, as she’d had a lot of stress.
Now and again, she’d say, ‘That feels so good, or You’re very good at this.’
I stopped at her waist and started on her arms. She was relaxing after her arms. I began with her toes, feet, ankles, calves and thighs.
I stopped two inches from the end of her thighs just before her beautiful, large butt. This is when the fun would start. My fingers were so well-lubed that they could slip inside her ass or pussy so easily.
As I started on her butt, I said,
“Bunty, you have a gorgeous butt, legs, arms and back. If my fingers go anywhere you’re not comfortable with, then tell me.”
Bunty gasped as my fingers worked around her butt gap and said, “Barry, this is the best massage I’ve ever had, the tension is out of my neck, shoulders, arms and legs.
“I recommend you to the residents, who will be desperate for your services.
“Your fingers can go anywhere you want. I want to feel them inside me.”
She didn’t have to wait long. I slipped my long, thick middle finger inside her tight ass.
She gasped as she raised herself and slipped her right hand onto her pussy.
She said, “I love that, Barry. Please give me another finger, I’ll work my clit. I’ll cum quick.y. Barry, you’re amazing. Do you enjoy having sex with older women?”
I kept finger-fucking her ass. Her wrist was moving. She was working her clit. I wondered why she’d asked that question.
I replied, “Yes, I do, but there must be chemistry for me to get intimate. If I can help a resident through my physiotherapy, then I’ll do it, but for sex, there must be chemistry.”
Bunty didn’t reply straight away as she was having a massive orgasm. When she composed herself, I asked her to turn over, and I’d do her front.
She said, “Barry, there are a lot of older women in the village who would want to have sex with you.
“Over the coming weeks, I’ll point out the hot ones. Sorry, ninety per cent of them are hot.
“I was asked if male escorts could visit them in the village, but I couldn’t allow that, as the reputation of Manor Cove would be gone in seconds. Imagine the press getting wind of that,”
“I told them they must meet their escorts outside of the village.
“I would only suggest to you ladies who are discreet and wouldn’t be discussing their sex lives with anyone.”
I was massaging Bunty’s big tits, they were gorgeous, I said, “Bunty, I’d be interested in those ladies. I am very discreet.
“I’m going to put my hand between your beautiful big tits, and I could press your tits together as though I was giving you a titty fuck.
“Now you see how slick it is, now lick the part of your hand that’s contacted the coconut oil. Tastes good, doesn’t it?”
“Barry, I’ve never had a titty fuck, Simon’s not that well endowed, that felt good.
“We’ll do it another day. Today, please take me doggy style as I stand over this table.
“Barry, you ooze sex. You’re going to do well here. Some wealthy women love a good rogering.”
Soon I finished the massage. Bunty’s was soaked. She’d take my monster cock easily.
I felt so comfortable with Bunty. I was sure she felt the same way.
She bent over the table, little did I realise that this was the first of many doggy-style rides with some wonderful women on this massage table.
I slipped inside her. She gasped as she took my full length. I soon got into a good rhythm.
Bunty said, “This is incredible, the head of your cock is hitting my cervix, and it feels so good. Let me adjust myself. I’m sure I can take you deeper.”
Bunty had several micro-orgasms as I pounded into her. I fingered her clit. She loved it.
I soon realised that my shaft was stimulating her big clit, which was adding so much to her pleasure. Then it happened, we both climaxed within seconds of each other. I was the first to squirt.
Bunty cried out, “We’re both climaxing together, I can feel your cum spurting against my cervix. It feels so good, Barry. I want you regularly. This has been the best ride of my life.”
We showered, and it felt good. I had a few things running around my head that would have been good to tell Bunty about if we’d been in bed.
I said, “Bunty, do you have time for a chat? There are a couple of things I’d like to bounce off you. Could we have a glass of wine in the bar?”
“No problem, give me a hint of what you want to chat about?”
I smiled and said, “Do you have a room that could seat all the residents?”
She grinned and said, “Yes, the ballroom, it can seat four hundred for a dance, it’s a beautiful room, we could do so much, but we keep it as it is, the chandeliers are incredible. Do you want a meeting with all the residents?”
“Yes, I want you to introduce me so they all know who I am. There are also a couple of things I’ve been thinking we could do to increase the profitability and make the village more like a village.”
“Great, Barry, let’s go to the bar. The bar is popular. It is like a village pub.”
We got to the bar. It wasn’t buzzing, but there were a few there, primarily women. There were four guys drinking pints at one table.
Bunty said, “All the ladies are now wondering who you are? You can see the problem here, we have one hundred and twenty female residents and thirty men.”
“Most of the women are widows, divorced or have never been married. There are two married couples, but they keep to themselves.
“The circa thirty males are all widowers, it is difficult to get a balance, if we had more men, then there would be more relationships developing. We have so few men.”
“What’s the position on residents having sex?”
“As they get older, the frequency drops to two or three times a month. Being intimate helps in so many ways.
“It influences the physical and emotional health, which is suitable for everyone.
“We don’t allow escorts to come into the village. I know that sex goes on behind closed doors.
“With the ratio of males to females here, I’m sure there’s a lot of same-sex relationships going on.
“Any sex here that’s consensual is not a problem for us. Things like this happen in every village.”
“Bunty, I understand I’m thinking about organising minor events that bring the residents together.
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