Two Moms, Two Laps: Taking Charge

"I guess we'll just have to make sure they don't get that chance then."

I nuzzled between her legs, chewing on her butt, opening her legs wide, licking her through the nearly transparent material. "Naughty... boy," she groaned sexily.

When I'd had my fill of playing with her butt cheeks, I rolled her over again, nipping at her inner thighs.

"Gentle, it tears easily," Mom whispered.

I hoped so. I nibbled on her protruding lips, licking, sucking through the material, making her moan and gasp. Cute little grunts escaping her lips. I rubbed her clit with my thumb, infinite little circles, while I feasted on her pouty lips. When I had her on the edge, quivering, I pulled the material away from her skin, and bit through it. The little hole was enough to wiggle my fingers inside and tear it open, diving into her pussy, sucking it up, making her squeal. She squirmed so sweetly for me, then settled back onto the bed.

"Damn it, Jeremy! You're just like your father! These things are hard to find, and they're not cheap!"

"Then you better stock up, Mom. Buy a case of them. That's all I've got to say."

I was desperate for her, and the idea of having her, while she wore those sexy, silky pants was driving me crazy. I moved up between her legs, and stabbed my cock into her. She gasped, then giggled. "Got you worked up a little, do I?"

I shoved it in hard, right to the base, making her grunt. "Careful, baby! That takes some getting used to."

I gave her plenty of time to get used to it, pounding her, leaning over her, pulling the t-shirt up to expose her tits. My hips went into overdrive, jackhammering her tight little hole. She was responding beautifully, her legs wrapping around me, then flying wide open. She pulled them back, hanging onto her own ankles. She started up with her little cries and grunts, the sweet repeated "Yes, yes, yes," that evolved into the screaming "YEEES!" that preceded her orgasm.

The frenetic action had me on edge before I knew it. "Gonna come, Mom," I groaned, long-stroking her pussy.

"In... my... mouth... baby," she grunted.

It took a lot of effort on my part to resist finishing in the saddle. I pulled out and scrambled up the bed, leaning over her face. "Suck your son, Mom," I demanded.

She took me between her lips, and sucked me deep and strong, until I delivered my first load. She sucked me clean and dry, taking her time, leaving me ready for a second go.

"Kinda quick, wasn't it?" she teased.

"Like I can resist you."

"You better learn to. I expect the best from my men. Which includes more than a couple of minutes."

"Slut-Mommy."

"Only for you and your Dad," she answered, grinning.

"That's the 'Mommy' part," I reminded her.

"Oh, I thought you meant it like a MILF."

"Oscar says you're a MICMLNOTF," I told her, rubbing her hair while she licked me.

"A mickmilnotoff?"

"Mommy I'd Cut My Left Nut Off To Fuck."

She giggled. "Now that would kind of defeat the purpose, wouldn't it?"

"I want your bottom, Mom."

She chuckled. "Of course you do. It's not like the other. We have to work up to it. That's a lotta meat to fit into such a tiny hole. You'll hurt me if you're not careful."

I remember taking care of her after one particularly rough session she'd had with Dad. "Teach me."

She reached down and started tugging at the yoga pants. "No, leave them on," I said.

"Please, baby? They're kind of uncomfortable. If you want that little kink, we can do it in pantyhose sometime."

"Alright, I didn't know. Let me help you with those."

It was a job. I'm surprised they didn't cut off all circulation from the waist down. I finally got them off, and couldn't resist climbing between her legs for another taste.

God, I loved the taste of her. She had to pry me away. "Plenty of time for that later. Shall we start?"

She handed me the bottle of lube. "One finger, nicely lubed. Work it in and stretch me a little. When it gets easier, more lube and a second finger."

It was incredible naughty, seeing Mom on her hands and knees, telling me how to take care of her ass. The finger sliding into her was enough to make my cock ache. "Second finger, baby," she said softly, wiggling her bottom in invitation.

With the second finger in, she was really tight. The kink factor was off the charts, her amazing ass held up in the air for me, available. Mine. I pumped her for a while, feeling it slowly loosen up. "Now, one from each hand. Tug me gently open."

I hadn't expected that. I figured we'd do maybe a third finger, then the real thing. I lubed up the other index finger, and started pulling softly in different directions. "All around," she gasped. "Gently!"

I could feel her opening up. She would even gape open for a second before closing up. "Three fingers," she groaned.

More lube, and three fingers pumped her easily. I twisted and turned them, preparing her.

"Your cock, lube that big fat cock," she growled, pushing her butt back to meet my fingers.

It was really awkward, concentrating on both actions, trying to squirt the slippery lube on my cock, and covering it. "Gimme, Jeremy. Gimme that cock. Stick your huge cock up Mommy's slutty ass."

I lifted my hips, pulled my finger out and pressed my cock against her opening. I slipped past it, then tried again. I pressed hard, my cock starting to bend painfully. "Grab it and shove it in!" she almost screamed.

Grasping my shaft in the middle, I pressed the head against her opening and shoved hard, hearing her groan as the head disappeared. "Oh, fuck!" she groaned.

I pushed harder and her hands reached back, pressing against my hips. "Patience. Little bit at a time."

I humped her slowly, pushing inexorably inward, watching my cock delve deeper, the tiniest bit at a time. She was grunting in what sounded like pain, and I slowed down. "More, baby. More."

I had about half of it in her, and it started to get easier. I got another inch all at once, and she pulled away a little, whimpering, then pushed back.

"God, your ass is tight, Mom. Tighter than Penny, even."

"Fuck me, Jeremy. Fuck my ass. Stop playing around."

I pulled back further and pushed deeper. She had almost the whole thing. Slow and steady worked for a while, then I grabbed her hips and started thrusting faster, harder. I couldn't help myself. It was wickedly naughty. Mom's butt. Her head dropped to the bed, arms outstretched. "Fuck me, baby boy," she moaned softly.

I adjusted my knees outward, and pulled her hips back. Grabbed a hold and started pounding her. She squealed, trembling. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she whimpered.

It was starting to feel good. Real good. Not 'ready-to-come' good, but 'making-my-cock-a-titanium-rod' good.

I smacked her perfect butt cheek, shoving in as deep as I could and holding it there, feeling her quivering. "It's my ass now, Mom. I own this sweet ass."

She whimpered and pushed back against my powerful thrusts.

"Love your ass," I grunted.

"Yours," she gasped. "Your ass."

"My. Ass!" I grunted, hammering it home and holding it there,

She gasped, and her legs started shaking. I felt liquid spray across my thigh, and realized Mom had squirted for me.

I grabbed her hips and hammered her ass as hard as I could. "God, what an ass slut you are!"

I stopped moving, and watched as she desperately starting fucking herself on my cock. Another smack on her butt had her rocking harder, longer strokes. "You can't help yourself, can you?" I teased. She whimpered and kept going.

It was fun, but I needed more. I grabbed two fistfuls of sweet butt cheeks, and started pounding her. I felt a twinge in my knee, and lifted my left leg outward, hammering at her butt from on one knee. The awkward position had me feeling like I was on some porn shoot. But it was good, the position slightly angled, and I felt like I was hitting her deeper than ever.

She shivered again, crying out, and I got another bath. "Fuck. Come for me slut-mom!" I demanded, feeling myself start to lose control. I leaned over her, pumping her deep, until I felt the oncoming eruption. As the feeling overtook me, I slammed my cock home, and groaned. It was painful, each rope pumped deep inside her, aching from my balls halfway up my shaft.

I pushed her shoulders down to the bed, leaned over her, and pounded my finish, each stroke shaking her body. When I couldn't take any more, I eased out of her rear, watching it, amazed at how wide my cock spread her, watching her crinkled reddened hole slowly shrink. I rubbed the edges, surprised it could even open wide enough. Mom's legs slid away, her body dropping to the bed. I move up and laid down next to her, hugging her close, kissing her shoulder.

"Damn, Mom. We're going to have to do that again."

She gave me a little giggle. "You like?"

"Holy shit! I loved it. I can't believe you squirted on me. A couple of times."

"I get really big ones, that way. Not always, but when it's hot, it's really hot."

"And it was hot tonight?"

She rolled onto her side, facing me. "Blazing. That was great baby. Perfect."

"I didn't screw anything up?"

"No, honey. You did good. Opened me up nicely. Got me all hot and bothered. Took your time getting me used to you, then fucking the living daylights out of my poor little butt-hole. No, Jeremy you did nothing wrong."

I pulled her on top of me, hugging her, holding her. She pulled away, lying on her back, arms and legs extended. "Too hot. I'm burning up. Need to cool off."

I got out of bed and hit the bathroom. Cleaned my cock, though I couldn't see much evidence of where it'd been. I wet one of the hand-towels in warm water, just the end, and returned to Mom. I wiped her down, all over, drying her as I went. I spent a good bit of time between her legs. "Roll over, sexy girl."

She did, with a little tired groan, and I wiped her back down, then very carefully spread her cheeks and cleaned her, there.

"You're spoiling me," she mumbled.

"Who deserves it more?"

She hummed her contentedness, while I played with her bottom cheeks. Such a perfect butt.

"What do you suppose they're doing?" she asked.

"Not as much as us."

"Big ol' titties," Mom mumbled.

"Why don't you join them?" I told her.

"Huh?"

"Go. Join them. They won't mind. Let Dad know it's Ok. See how they're doing. Then you can come back if you want, or stay. Either way."

"I don't know."

"You won't be wondering. It'll be cool. I told Dad you might."

"You told him?"

"You might. If you got too curious. Go, Mom. It'll be good for you. Just don't get jealous."

"Anytime I do, I'll think of my poor bottom."

I swatted her butt, and tugged her out of the bed. I tossed over her shirt. "That's more than enough to wear. It's more than they'll be wearing, I'm sure."

Mom disappeared. She was gone at least half an hour, and I was half-asleep when she rejoined me, crawling into my bed. "Thanks honey, that was a good idea."

"What were they up to?"

"Nothing. Cuddling. Your father was sucking her titties, no surprise there."

"It was cool?"

"Great. We talked. He nibbled my boobies too. We ganged up on him a little. Your Dad was in heaven."

"I bet. It didn't bother you?"

"No. They both looked so relaxed, so happy. It was nice. They were both very appreciative that I left them together. I think it's going to be Ok."

I tugged her close, and she snuggled up to me. "It was a good night, wasn't it?" she said softly.

"MmmHmm," I responded, kind of hoping she'd quiet down.

"I wonder where Colin is?"

I looked over at the clock. It was after 1:00 am. "I think it was a good night for everybody."

"Do me in the morning, baby boy?"

"You know it, Mom."

* * *

Half awake, half asleep, I eased my cock back and forth inside of her, while she relaxed on my chest, purring sweetly. What a great way to wake up. I reached down and held her butt cheeks, getting just a little more leverage, while we played in bed.

She brushed my hand away when I fingered her butthole. "Gentle. You were a little rough last night."

She was sighing, placing little kisses on my chest. I couldn't help but think how wonderful I had it.

I felt the pressure on the bed, and Aunt Marie cuddled up next to me, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Morning, kids. Having fun?"

Mom was facing away from her, and turned to smile at her sister. "Yep."

Aunt Marie giggled, cuddling in closer, wiggling under my arm. I gave her a hug, but kept the hips rocking. "Dad up?" I asked.

"He's out of it. Overdid it yesterday and last night. He was groaning in his sleep. A couple of hours ago, I made him take his meds, and he passed out." She sighed, wiggling up against me. "It was nice. Thanks for letting us play a little." She rose up and kissed Mom's shoulder.

"Did Colin ever make it home?" Mom asked.

"I guess. He wasn't here at 2:30 when I checked on him. He's in the room now, dead to the world," Aunt Marie said.

"We'll have Harold talk to him," Mom replied. "Make sure he understands about getting home at a reasonable time, or calling. Heaven forbid he kept that poor girl out that late."

"I'll say. What kind of parents would let their daughter stay out until after 2:00?"

"If Jeremy had done that, his father would have had a fit," Mom chuckled.

It was weird. Really weird. Laying there, my cock slowly pumping in and out of Mom, while she and her sister held a conversation. Naked, in my bed.

I tried to tune them out, closing my eyes, concentrating on the sensation of being with Mom. They made that difficult.

"I don't suppose I could have a turn, Sissy?" Aunt Marie wheedled.

"You safe?"

"On the pill."

Mom sighed. "Good. I'm not. Maybe you should finish him."

"You wouldn't mind?"

Mom giggled. "No. You left my husband's bed for my son's. What could be weird about that?"

Aunt Marie must have done something under the covers, 'cause Mom squealed, poking my Aunt. "Hey!"

"Meanie. Hoggin' all the good men," Aunt Marie pouted.

"I said I'd share. Can I help it if I have great taste in me?" Mom smirked, shifting her knees and putting some effort into our fun.

Mom gave me a quick peck, then rolled off of me. Aunt Marie didn't waste any time taking her place on top of me.

"Aunt Marie," I whispered. "I... I wanted our first time to be special."

She chuckled, and kissed me. Briefly. "Dragon breath." She grabbed my cock, and settled back onto it. "This is special, Honey. Incredible. With your Mom here? No recriminations?" I got another quick peck, as she worked me into her. She screwed her face up in concentration, and after a few seconds, I felt her warm tunnel squeezing down on me.

"You know what I mean," I said, holding her butt, and working with her to get situated comfortably.

"I'll tell you what I know. Sissy and I are better than we've been in 20 years. In spite of your craziness, but mainly because of it. I can never thank you enough for that." She grunted as I got a little deeper. "Damn, Alice, you made it look easy."

Mom was lying outside the covers, cooling off again. I guess she got overheated easily. "Practice Marie. Twenty years worth." She reached over, her hand gliding over my skin. "She's right, you know. This is pretty wonderful. All of us. I thought it would drive me crazy. Guess I was wrong."

I couldn't pay attention. Aunt Marie wasn't as calm as Mom. Once she had me in, and felt comfortable, she went to town. She got up on her hands and knees, riding me back and forth. Long full strokes. Raised up as she was, her tits were swaying over my face. I saw Mom's hand grab the nearest, waving it around.

I looked over and she was on her side, watching us, smiling. "You like those big titties too, don't you?"

I grinned. "Pretty awesome." I held Aunt Marie's hips, working with her, my cock in heaven. It hadn't taken her but a couple of minutes to make it feel good.

Mom was a troublemaker, wiggling Aunt Marie's boob. She was rubbing the nipple over my face, teasing us both. "Damn, Marie. They should make you license these."

Marie was humming along nicely, giving me a helluva ride. She seemed to have found the perfect motion, sliding my shaft almost completely in and out with each rocking motion. "Right. From the girl whose ass caused a four car pileup."

That caught my attention. I looked over at Mom. "Really?"

She blushed. It was so damn cute. "It was hardly my fault. I was riding a bike. Some idiots weren't paying attention to their driving."

"And Dad said you weren't allowed to wear those shorts anymore," Aunt Marie teased.

All the distractions were killing me. I smacked Aunt Marie's butt, pretty sharply. "A little less chatting?" I said.

She grinned, sitting up, changing the angle, bouncing up and down. Talk about distracting. My hand glided upward, out of control, squeezing her mesmerizing tits. "This better, Honey?" she asked.

"Much."

She was amazing, the way she could find the perfect motion with a couple of wiggles and shifts, no discomfort, no awkward movements, just that glorious feeling. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back lost in the feeling.

"I think I got him," Aunt Marie whispered.

I felt something at my lips, something weird. I opened my eyes and Mom's fingers were there. "Open up."

I did, and she slipped something between my lips. I wondered was she was up to until the minty feeling overwhelmed my mouth. I looked up and her face was above mine, smiling. "I wanted to kiss you, but your breath could raise the dead."

I guess the Altoid fixed that. She pressed her lips to mine, and gave me a long passionate kiss, while Aunt Marie picked up the pace. I heard her moan, and realized the extra effort was for her own fun, not necessarily mine. Not that I was complaining.

Mom wouldn't stop, and I felt myself getting closer. I gave a soft whimper as I started thrusting up into my aunt, desperate to finish. She shifted and her hips were slamming down on me, taking me to the root, squeezing and releasing. I'd never felt anything like it. My tongue invaded Mom's mouth, deeply, as I lost any control, firing into Aunt Marie's churning pussy repeatedly.

Mom slowly pulled up, grinning at me. "Now that was definitely naughty," she teased, taking my bottom lip between her teeth and nibbling on it.

I felt a cool breeze around my cock as Aunt Marie dismounted, cuddling up to me. "Special enough for you?" she whispered, sucking my earlobe.

"Magical."

She sighed, hugging me. "You're sweet."

Mom had moved away and I almost jumped when I felt her mouth settle over my wilting rod. "Jesus, Mom! Give a guy a little warning."

She laughed. "That's the danger of letting two girls in your bed."

I chuckled. "Have a lot of experience with that?" Her mouth had returned to sucking me, but popped off again.

"None. I got a feeling that's going to change." She engulfed me again, and I leaned back, enjoying.

"You think he's good for another one?" Aunt Marie asked.

Mom sat up, her hand stroking my cock, as it slowly started firming up. "He's 18. Had a good night's sleep. Two or three more, probably."

"Teach her, Mom."

"Jeremy..." Mom whined.

"Teach me what?" Aunt Marie asked.

"How to suck. Mom's the best. Incredible."

"And I'm chicken liver?" Aunt Marie snapped, poking me in the side. "Christ, Jeremy. I've given you twice as many blowjobs as all the other men in my life combined. You'd think I'd get a little appreciation!"

I pulled her close, while she struggled, smacking my chest. "Stop, Marie! I love what you do. But, well, it's wonderful because it's you, and I enjoy it, but..."

"But what? Not as good as Alice?"

"Not in the same ballpark. Not even half as good as Penny, and she's nowhere near Mom yet."

Mom must have been enjoying the whole thing. She decided to show off. She started with the old standby, Pirate ship, leading into the Swirly-go-round. I was rock hard for her in moments. It was too much, too fast. I knew what she was up to. "No, Mom! Not now."