Loving Moms Ch. 02: In the Dark

Stacey smiled and teased, "I slept here after we fucked."

"What!"

She laughed loudly and said, "Take it easy Glen, I'm only joking with you. I just got back from my house and wanted to drop off your clothes. But seriously, would having sex with me be that shocking?"

"Oh...sorry...I didn't mean for it to sound that way. Truthfully I can't remember anything."

"Nothing?"

"Well, no. I mean I can't remember anything after. You know. Mom and I... errr."

Again, she laughed and said, "Dry humped to a climax."

I blushed and nodded, "Yeah that."

"I wasn't lying when I said that was the hottest thing I've seen. You and your mom must be very close."

I sat on my bed and hung my head low and replied, "I thought we were. But now...I really don't know. That was just too intense last night. I mean, she's my mother."

"Yeah and she must really love you a lot to please you like that."

"I don't know, maybe that's it."

"After what she told me about how depressed you've been after your divorce, I would have to say that is it exactly. You really loved her didn't you?"

I felt myself choke up when I replied, "With all my heart."

"Then it's time for someone else to have it."

Stacey sat next to me and gently lifted my chin until our eyes meet. I looked into them deeply and noticed something different in her gaze. She looked sincere, and I felt my grief slowly slipping away. I went to speak but when I opened my mouth, her lips crashed against mine. In that second, a peaceful feeling ran over me, as if this was meant to be. I wrapped my arms over her as she did the same. We fell backwards onto my bed and very passionately kissed. Her lips felt so tender, her mouth so sweet. Slowly, I was letting this girl into my heart. However, as we scooted ourselves up higher onto the bed and she wiggled her pants off, I found myself having second thoughts. For some reason, I felt like I was cheating on Rochelle.

Again, we embraced and our legs intertwined, our thighs rubbing intimately against each other, but that nagging feeling of betrayal still taunted me. I had to stop this before it went too far so I hesitated and broke away, temporarily ending our foreplay. That's when I saw Mom standing outside my window. Startled, I huffed loudly and heard Stacey say, "Something wrong?"

I heard her words but couldn't respond since a weird tingling entered my body as I looked at my mother. Mom wasn't just watching me. She was rubbing herself over the same little red skirt from the night before. My cock throbbed as a wickedness grew from my depths. Mom's expression of self-pleasure unleashed a hidden side of me that I hadn't known existed.

"Glen?" I heard and looked at Stacey.

"Huh? Oh yeah everything is fine," I quickly said, kissing her again but keeping my eyes fixated on Mom.

I felt Stacey's hand reach down and stroke my hard shaft while Mom lifted her little skirt and dug into her panties. I don't know why but her lewd actions were definitely affecting me.

I covered Stacey's mound with my palm as our mutual excitement built.

I watched as Mom tickled her little bud and followed suit,

stimulating Stacey's.

She broke our kiss, panting hard as her body thrust upwards.

I went to kiss her again and felt her hand lightly push on my chest, stopping me mid-stream as she whispered, "Fuck me Glen."

I caught movement at the window and quickly stole a glance. Mom had her right hand braced on the glass as her fingers sank into her snatch. Then I read her lips, which very clearly said the words, "Fuck her."

That was it. I went nuts. Filled with raw lust, I rolled her onto her back and positioned myself between her thighs. Looking into her eyes, I gently nudged myself forward, feeling her soft labia opening up to accept my stiff penis.

"Oh Glen..." she cooed as I eased myself further inside her warm canal.

Slowly and passionately I eased myself in and out. It felt so dirty. So exciting. I saw Mom's fingers slamming feverishly inside her snatch as Stacey wrapped her legs around my waist, motioning for me to go faster with her hands. I thrust hard and groaned as she moaned in pleasure. Faster and deeper, I drove my cock until both of us were fucking like wild animals. Mom's body tensed up and knowing that she was cumming only drove me further into a lustful rage. Grabbing Stacey's legs, I lifted them over my shoulders and heaved forward. Her back arched as her pussy tightened around my tool while I jack-hammered into her.

"Fuck Glen. I'm cumming!" she screamed as I plowed into her abyss. I felt my cum ready to explode. I looked at Mom. Her body was shaking, and her hand on the window was clenched in a fist. I noticed her eyes close as her mouth opened. She was obviously climaxing. My heart raced seeing her cum. It felt so taboo, so exhilarating, and, at that moment, I wished it was me slamming my cock into her making her cum like that.

"Shit!!" I croaked as my dick exploded still nestled inside Stacey.

"Glen!" She screamed, trying to wiggle her snatch away from my pumping cock.

Her moving only intensified the sensation. I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop, and I drove it even further in as my body quivered while looking at Mom.

"Glen pull out!"

Shit, I thought, realizing what I had just done and easing my already spent prick from her depths.

"Jesus. What were you thinking?" She shouted as she sat upright.

I glanced at the window, and noticed that Mom had left. I felt so ashamed. Truthfully, I wasn't aware, but in my state of excitement I couldn't help it.

"Stacey I'm so sorry. I...I don't know what came over me."

"Well I know what came in me!" she yelled. However, not in a mad way. More of a chuckling astonished way.

I saw her look of dismay turn into a light-hearted smile, and I again apologized for my actions.

"It's okay, Glen, I guess not being with a woman in such a long time got the best of you."

I just nodded in agreement as if to say yes...that's what it was.

We both got dressed, and I asked her if she wanted to have some breakfast before I had to leave for work.

"Thanks Glen, but I must be getting back. I told my mother I wouldn't be gone long."

"Oh okay."

Stacey reached into her purse and took out a pen; grabbing my hand, she jotted down her phone number while saying, "Give me a call later."

I happily replied, "You can count on it."

She just opened my door and standing there was Mom. Not in her red miniskirt but wrapped in a long pink bathrobe.

When did she have time to change? I wondered as I heard her say. "Oh Stacey, you're still here? I was just coming over to check on Glen."

"No. I just came back this morning."

"That's so sweet of you to do. Wasn't it Glen?" Mom said with a grin.

I just nodded since I was still amazed at how quickly she had changed.

"Well since you're here, why don't you stop by the house?"

"Sorry, Kerry, I really must be going," Stacey said as she stepped to the side of Mom.

"Okay dear. But you really must let me make it up to you. I don't think I could have managed Glen last night by myself."

"Really, it was nothing."

Mom smiled, looking at me, and said, "Nonsense. I insist. Why don't you come back for dinner?"

"Can I bring my mother? She's been asking all sort of questions about you and Glen. I really don't have a clue as to why."

"Why of course, dear. I'd like to meet your mother. Is seven o'clock okay?"

"It's my day off, so that should be fine. I'll tell Mom you'd like to meet her."

"Great, I'll let you get going then," Mom said, giving Stacey a quick peck.

Stacey ran off while Mom entered my room. She looked at me and with a big smile and said, "I really like her."

"Yeah I can tell."

I heard Stacey's car pull away and I sat on my bed and sighed, "Mom I think we should talk."

Mom sat next to me, placing her hand on my thigh, and replied, "Okay shoot."

"Listen Mom. What's going on with you?"

"What do you mean?" she asked, squeezing my thigh lightly.

"Like this. This stuff," I replied, pulling her hand away. "And like before at my window. Jesus!! I don't even know who you are anymore?"

Mom stood up and very seductively asked, "Didn't you like it?"

"Honestly...I don't know what I was feeling."

"Now Glen come on. I saw how excited you got when you saw me standing there. You were about to send Stacey away weren't you?"

Stunned, I stuttered, "H... h... how did you know?"

"Because Moms know their sons. Just like I knew what would make you change your mind."

"I'm so confused."

"I know Glen. That's why I'm here. To help you through this. Wasn't last night fun?"

"It was different, that's for sure."

"And how about before. Didn't that feel good?"

"Yeah, but don't you find it...I don't know...weird?"

Mom chuckled as she knelt in front of me. Placing her hands on both of my thighs, she rubbed them and whispered, "Didn't I get you excited seeing me like that?"

"Mmmom...what are you doing?"

"Shhhh..." she cooed as she unbuttoned my pants."

"Mom!" I protested and tried to stop her. But, alas, she had already tugged them down and exposed my penis.

Mom pushed me backwards as she quickly jerked on my cock, causing me to groan while she hissed, "Just relax and enjoy it, honey."

"Oh fuck Mom. It's wrong... to...oh shit!" I faded off saying.

Mom once again worked her magical touch on my tool, sending wave after wave of sinful pleasure throughout my body.

I closed my eyes as my incestuous side acceded to her touch. I felt my ass bucking up as I croaked, "Shit you're doing it again to me."

Mom's hand went faster as I heard her say, "Doing what, Glen?"

I blurted out loudly, "Making me like this."

"That's the idea," I heard her say before feeling her moist lips encompass my bulging head.

"OH...fuck!" I blurted out as she skillfully bobbed on my dick.

I clutched at the sheets as Mom brought me ever closer to another climax. No longer did I feel uncertain about what she was doing. I wanted it.

"Jesus, Mom. You're going to make me cum again!" I grunted.

Mom eased my cock out from her warm mouth and rose up. Smiling, she disrobed, saying, "Good, lets cum together then." I gasped as the robe puddled to the floor, revealing her nude sexy figure underneath.

"Mom!" I gulped as she straddled me, resting her warm mound upon my raging hard-on.

Slowly, Mom rocked back and forth, sliding her hot box across my rock-hard shaft.

"Mmmm Ohhh nnnnn," I groaned as she went faster. Her pussy juices flowed, slicking up my shaft even more. I was consumed by lust as the incestuous experience overtook me. Uncontrollably, I heaved upward, causing my cock to slightly ease inside, however Mom teasingly lifted up, denying me access to the place I wickedly wanted to explore.

"Not in me, Glen."

I nodded as Mom gyrated faster and harder until she was sending me over the edge. I couldn't take it. I wanted - no, needed - to fuck her. To send my cock deep into my mother's sex. I tried again to thrust my dick into her snatch, but once again she lifted up, only this time she held my cock against her mound and rocked her clit on it.

"Oh...oh...oh..." she moaned. Her legs stiffened, and she squeezed my dick hard.

I couldn't last and came again for the second time that day, spewing my seed into her hand as she climaxed herself.

Mom leaned forward as my breath raced and whispered, "Fucking Mommy would be crossing the line."

Panting, I replied, "Okay Mom. You're right."

Mom got off me and put her robe back on and with a smile said, "You better get ready for work now."

Work? Shit, I thought. I had completely forgotten about work. Hastily, I jumped up as Mom left my apartment. Rushing around, I tossed on some jeans and a shirt and mad-dashed to the car. Thankfully, my boss was an understanding fellow and wasn't too mad when I told him that I'd overslept.

That day at work was one of the best I'd ever had. Maybe Mom was right, since I actually did feel almost like myself again. Not to mention the fact that Rochelle wasn't on my mind. However, that day still had some surprises in store for me.

I went home that evening and got ready while Mom made dinner for our guests. Since this was the first time I would be meeting Stacey's mother, I dressed in somewhat formal attire consisting of a nice light blue dress shirt and black dress pants with a leather belt. I forwent a tie since I figured that might be overkill and headed over to the house.

Mom looked quite nice in a white floral dress that went down to her knees, and I must say the scooped neck showcased her bosom nicely.

It was just about six thirty when I set the table while Mom finished tossing the salad. I heard the doorbell and yelled to Mom that I got it.

I opened the door and was taken aback by how good looking Stacey's mom was, and I choked out a, "Hello."

"Hi Glen, this is my mom Ava."

"Nice to meet you," I said, shaking her hand while taking in her nice figure. Ava had on a dress similar in length to my mom's, except her dress was lightly colored pink. I did my best not to stare too long at her ample breasts, barely hidden behind the straining top of her dress.

"Please come in. Mom's just finishing in the kitchen," I said, extending my hand out to show them in.

We walked into the dining room and sat just as Mom came in. I'll never forget the expression on Mom's face when she saw Ava. I swear I thought she was going to drop the salad bowl when she paused suddenly and said in a very startled tone, "No...it can't be you?"

Ava smiled and replied, "Hi Kerry. Yes, it's me."

"Mom? You know her?" I questioned, and I could tell by Stacey's expression that she was just as lost as I was.

Mom steadied herself, holding the back of a chair as she sat down. I could tell Mom was still in a state of shock when she looked at me and nodded before saying, "I thought you moved away?"

"Yes I did. But after I divorced Frank, me and Stacey moved back here."

"How long ago was that?"

"Oh about a year now."

"So is anyone going to tell me what the hell is going on here!" I interrupted.

Mom looked at me and, in an unsteady voice, said, "Remember that lost love I told you about?"

"Yeah?" I replied, quite puzzled. "No...no way. It was a girl who broke your heart?"

Ava smiled and nodded just as Mom mumbled a barely audible, "Yes."

Holy fuck! Mom was a lesbian! my brain screamed in my head. I couldn't believe it. I refused to believe it. She was married to my father, a guy, not to mention everything she had done with me. Was it all an act? Does she really like girls? My mind went into overdrive as I tried to comprehend this twisted turn of events. I was just about to short circuit when I felt Stacey's hand lightly grab mine as she asked, "You okay, Glen?"

"No I'm not okay! This is insane!" I yelled, standing quickly and exiting the house.

I rushed over to my apartment and locked the door. "Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!" I screamed. What the hell is happing to my life! I thought and then came the light knock at my door.

"Glen...it's me. Can you open the door please?" I heard Stacey ask.

Really, I wasn't going to, but I figured she must have been as in the dark about this as I was.

I slowly opened the door, never looking up at her as I shuffled my sorry ass to my bed and sat.

"So I take it you're not happy about our mothers' past relationship."

I looked up at her and replied, "You are?"

"I don't know. She never mentioned your mom, or that she was bi."

"Bi?" I questioned, crossing my arms.

"Yeah, what else would you call it? Our mothers like both men and women."

"I guess. But still that doesn't excuse them from not telling us after all these years."

Stacey sat next to me and held my hand softly and said, "Really Glen. Did you tell your mother everything you've done? Even if it might have hurt her?"

"Of course not. But...okay I guess you might have a point."

"So...you going to stay here and pout or go back over and find out more about them?"

I shook my head and stood up. I paused as I gazed upon Stacey's sweet face and thought, She really is a very smart woman.

We walked back over to the house, and I apologized for my rude behavior. After sitting back down, Mom and Ava explained how they met back when they both were strippers and then went on to explain what caused the break-up even though I'd already gotten the...abridged...version from Mom. I looked at Stacey and really couldn't believe she was a year older than me since her complexion made her look much younger.

Things started to settled down as we ate our salads, followed by Mom's homemade spaghetti sauce and ziti noodles. I couldn't help but noticed how happy Mom seemed to be as she chatted up a storm with Ava over all their lost years.

When dinner was over, I told Mom that they should all go into the living room while I got us a bottle of wine, which of course she wholeheartedly agreed to.

What I didn't expect was, by the time I got back, Mom and Ava were in a lovers' embrace, kissing passionately.

Dumbfounded, I just stood there watching them until Stacey waved me over to her on the couch.

I sat down next to her and whispered, "What the hell is going on?"

Stacey giggled and softly replied, "What do you think?"

I opened the bottle and filled two glasses, handing one to Stacey while watching our mothers out of the corner of my eye. Okay, I have to admit it. Seeing Mom like that was getting me turned on. What I didn't realize was that it was also turning Stacey on just as much.

I sat back on the couch just as Stacey placed her hand on my thigh and hissed in my ear, "Isn't that so hot?"

I nodded as her hand gently strolled up and down my leg. I placed my hand on her leg and did the same as we both watched our mothers slowly caressing each other's breasts.

My cock was like a rock when I noticed Ava ease her hand under Mom's dress.

Shit this was so hot. My heart beat faster as I felt Stacey unzipping my pants and ease them down.

I looked at her, and she smiled devilishly as she worked my stiff pecker out from his hiding place.

In return, I fumbled my hand at her waistband until I wiggled my fingers inside. Digging my digits downward, I was greeted with her already very moist pussy, saying, "You're so wet girl."

"Oh course. They're making me horny," she replied as she lowered her head down to my solid cock.

"Fuck..." I groaned as she bobbed up and down while I watched as Ava dove under Mom's dress. Her legs dangled over Ava's shoulders as she wailed loudly, "Yes! God yes. I've so missed this!"

My cock juices raced upward as Mom rocked her pussy across Ava's face. I held Stacey's head as I thrust my manhood inside her hot little mouth.

I was just about to pop when Stacey sat up and whispered, "Want to see something really hot?"

I just looked at her, puzzled, as Stacey slipped off her pants and top and then leaned over and softly whispered, "I'm bi too."

She then very seductively sashayed over to our mothers and dropped to her knees. Lifting her mother's dress, she buried her face between her legs.

Holy Fuck! I thought. Ok that is hands down the hottest thing I've seen. She was licking her own mother's crotch, and she was letting her. I couldn't help but sit there in awe as I stroked myself. Stacy eased her mother's panties off and went right back to devouring her snatch while my mother bucked up and down on Ava's face chanting, "Yes, Ava, yes. I'm cumming. Christ I'm cumming!" It didn't take Ava long to follow suit, and she started to moan from Stacey's licking. Her mother's ass started to pivot up and down, and her legs spread wider. Stacey removed her face, and I stared as she sunk three fingers into her mother's pussy and rubbed her clit hard with her other hand saying, "Cum, Mama. Cum for me."