Mom Comes Home Pt. 02

As the first rays of the morning sun broke through her window and onto her face, Stephanie woke slowly, stretching languorously with a yawn. She felt lazy and contented as she reached for her phone and texted her staff that she wouldn't be in today, sure that the lazy bastards would celebrate their day without the dragon queen hounding them all day long. Her first night's sleep after sexual fulfillment in many years had her feeling completely relaxed and only after a few long moments did her mind start to fret about the previous night's events.

Too sleepy to be truly stressed about it, she first relived the evening in her mind, relishing in the memories of her daughter's boyfriend's hands and mouth and that fabulous cock, shivering a bit at the memory of it inside her. She could still smell him on her skin and breathed deeply of his scent as her thoughts moved on to the more difficult questions she now faced.

Her daughter's gift of her man was a wonderful act of generosity and love, and she knew she should let it be and move on, but the thought of John was still overpowering and the longer she lingered on her memory, the more her body began to ache with desire again. Her hand moved down to her box to bring herself to orgasm thinking of him, but after touching herself and realizing what a mess she was down there, she reflected that the shower might be a better venue for it. A quick glance at the clock, though, told her both her daughters would still be going about their morning routines and not off to school and work just yet. She knew eventually she would have to discuss what happened with Laura, and Michelle certainly wasn't stupid and had to have some idea of what had gone on, but at the moment she wasn't up to dealing with the aftermath just yet. So she waited in bed naked until she heard voices in the hallway. Three voices. She went to the door with feet as light as a cat burglar, opened the door the tiniest crack, and peeped out. Laura and Michelle were both dressed for their respective days, Laura in a sharp business jacket and blouse, high heels, and her hair up, and Michelle in too-tight jeans, a T-shirt, and sneakers. To her surprise, John was there too, in only a bathrobe, hair disheveled and looking sleepy. The sight of him made her pussy do a little flip and she backed away from the doorway for just a second until curiosity forced her to look again. She felt a slight pang of jealousy as Laura leaned over and kissed him, but it turned quickly to shock as she then opened his robe and stroked his cock to hardness in front of Michelle! He looked around nervously and Laura reassured him, saying,

" My mom's car is gone, she must have left for work early. I'll be home by 6 lover boy, so be ready to perform if you have anything left after last night."

Stephanie's shock increased exponentially as Michelle also leaned in, and kissed John hard, her hand cupping his balls as she teased Laura, saying

"You'll have to settle for sloppy seconds then cause I'll be home by 3 and all over this cock by 3:05! "

They then headed downstairs, engaging in the good-natured bickering that was their daily routine, which Stephanie had had years of practice tuning out. John stood for a moment, shaking his head ruefully as his dick slowly and sadly deflated. He started heading towards Stephanie's room and she panicked, realizing he was heading for the master bath and shower. HER shower!

Not knowing what to do, she looked around frantically for a few inane seconds for an escape route from the master bedroom that she already knew didn't exist. The door slowly opened as she literally dove for cover on the far side of her king-sized bed, and lay there, naked and feeling ridiculous. She realized she could see John in the reflection of her vanity table mirror but luckily he was facing the other way and couldn't see her. He dropped the bathrobe and Stephanie's heart skipped a beat as his muscular back and adorably narrow little butt came into view. He bent slightly and his balls and cock flashed into view. She realized then that he had bent to pick up her flannel shirt from last night and was thrilled to see him put it to his face and inhale with a deep sigh, clearly relishing her scent. He dropped the flannel picked up her satin panties and made a motion as to repeat the process, then changed his mind, stopped, and admonished himself, mumbling

"Jesus, Johnny, get it together man"

He tossed her panties back onto the bed and turned to head for the bathroom, Stephanie froze, thinking he must see her then in the mirror, but he retreated into the bathroom without incident and sort of shut the door, leaving it just a bit ajar. She heard the shower start pondered her options and processed what she had just seen in the hallway.

Obviously, whatever was going on with her daughters and John didn't begin this morning, their actions were all too casual. They had to have been sharing that gorgeous body between them for some time. Aside from shock, she felt a sense of relief. She had been thinking of it as a competition almost with Laura but now, seeing how easily her normally hyper-competitive daughters were co-existing in a sexual relationship, she viewed things in a whole new light. And, this being her house, if there was going to be a community dick in it, then she was more than entitled to her share. So, what to do next? Well first, she thought, getting up off the goddamned floor seemed like a solid first step. She paused at the dressing table and checked herself out in the mirror. Not bad, she thought, her body trim and firm, hair a little messy, though and she was a little stinky with sex.

All she needed, she thought with a grin, was a nice hot shower. She crept over to the bathroom door and slowly entered. Her shower had no glass door, it was large enough that it wasn't necessary. She stood a long moment watching John go through his routine...she almost laughed when she saw him getting hard and was almost expecting him to jack off ( thinking of her perhaps...?) but he finished his cleaning ritual and washed his hair. She started a bit when he turned towards her, but he stood there a long moment with his eyes closed...had they been open she would have thought he was posing...she stepped into the shower itself but still his eyes remained shut, the water cascading over his head and rippling shoulders and muscles and...

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The hot shower felt so good, one of those overdone master suite types with a nice large shower head set way up high. I let the water cascade over me and let my mind roll over the prior night's festivities. After I had curled into bed with Laura last night, she had thanked me for making her mom happy and I had felt like a heel that I had enjoyed it so much.

Very early in the am, long before sunrise, Michelle had joined us and between them, they coaxed one more hard-on from me and throughout the delightful double blowjob I lay back thinking of Stephanie, who I might never think of as Mrs. C again.

Inevitably, thinking of last night, the hot water and decadent shower, and of course, soaping up my balls caused ol' Jack Johnson to rise once again looking for trouble.

Too bad there were no Calabros left at home, I mused. I washed my hair, rinsed the soap out of my face, and turned my back to the shower head to get the rest of the suds off. I stood there for a long moment, head down, enjoying the heat of the water and the strong force of the shower head...I rolled my shoulders and flexed my forearms....shook the water out of my hair and opened my eyes...

and there she was

incredibly, unexpectedly, impossibly, right there.

I gave her my now patented blank stare as she moved into the shower, naked as a jaybird with a bemused expression on her face, saying not a word, then slid past me and under the jets, turning to and fro to get wet, tits brushing my chest and that that adorable little bubble butt brushing jauntily against my cock as she twisted under the cascade of water.

When she turned away from me to face the shower head, the spell broke for a second and I came to life so to speak.

Unlike last night, I wasn't confused about anyone's motivations or unsure about what I wanted to happen, so I stepped up behind her and grabbed her so aggressively she squeaked, my mouth all over her neck, hands all over her breasts and pussy and ass, roaming, roaming...my hard dick trying to find the groove between her cheeks. She spun suddenly in my grasp, and kissed me hard, something about it reminded me strongly of Michelle. Damn! These women were so alike in so many ways! I reeled a little bit, but Stephanie's hands were on my cock now, I don't know when she had soaped her hands but they felt so good stroking me to hardness. She suddenly grinned into our kiss and I did too, and then we were both giggling like schoolkids who had pulled a successful prank.

She rinsed off my dick and very slowly and dramatically dropped to her knees and grinned up at me, ready and eager.

Last night, her soft tentative blowjob was sweet and tender, but now, with Stephanie, my girlfriend's mom, my secret desire, on her knees, naked in front of me, and mine for the taking, my lust was at a fever pitch.

Grabbing hold of her firmly by both ears, I eased my cock into her mouth as she took me deep, holding on to my hips for balance as I fucked her face with increasing intensity. She looked up at me with those liquid brown eyes as her hands moved slowly from my ass to my balls and back. I started to grind my hips but she pushed me back hard against the shower wall and took charge, long slow strokes as she deepthroated me. I felt the urge to let go but stood instead, grabbing her shoulders and bringing her up off the floor and onto my shoulder. I flipped off the shower and carried her out to the bedroom as she mock screamed in panic. I tossed her on the bed on her back. She looked so adorable and tiny on that big bed, hair splayed out behind her, I dove on top of her and kissed her, my hands pinning hers above her head and my dick searching for her pussy. She twisted away, though her face suddenly pensive.

"What's wrong?" I asked, concerned that it was all blowing up on me.

"It's just that. I haven't..done that in a long time.. it.." she trailed off

"It what?" I asked, genuinely perplexed.

"It hurts down there." she reddened deeply. I kept from smiling thank goodness and my face showed only grave concern.

"It's ok, we don't have to do anything." I began, but she cut me off and said

"Oh, there's still stuff we can do." She grinned at me, then reached out and stroked my dick to maximum hardness. Then she flipped over and wiggled that adorable little ass at me, waving it back and forth slowly like a flag in front of a bull. I had the feeling that while I had already enjoyed the delights of two very exquisite copies, now I was in control and master of the glorious original. I straddled her, my cock trying to nestle between those amazing little buns but overflowing them, her long raven hair down her back looking so perfect.

"Come on." she urged, squirming against my cock. I was confused and said

"I don't want to hurt you though, you said..." I trailed off as she turned over her shoulder, looked me in the eye, and very slowly raised one eyebrow. I very nearly cried and kissed her back, neck and shoulders very gently, then set my knees a little closer together for leverage. I dipped my cock very gently into her wet pussy for lubrication as she gasped a little, then I was at the entrance to her backdoor, pressing urgently as she braced herself.

It seemed impossible, all that hard dick into that tight ass, but I persevered, slowly, finally getting the smallest hint of a back-and-forth motion. She flipped her hair back and forth as she rocked against me, the waves of soft curls accenting her smooth shoulders as they shook and bounced. I finally grabbed a handful of it and pulled her back to me, kissing her savagely, then pushing her head down onto the pillow again to gain leverage.

She wasn't really any smaller in size than her daughters but she was less athletic and more feminine. Her petite girlishness was incredibly erotic as she shivered and shuddered under my touch. I finally established a rhythm, my balls now slapping against her pussy softly as I fucked her butthole steadily, those buns contracting involuntarily like a glove in every deep stroke. I knew I was close and picked up the pace. This drove Stephanie mad and she came hard crying out

"Oh, fucking fuck! Fuck!' which sounded so damn sexy it, in turn, made me blow, I grabbed her in a bear hug from behind and drove my cock deep and held it there, then came so hard it hurt. I bit Stephanie's ear and she mumbled something unintelligible as we both shook and shuddered together.

We lay like that for a few minutes then eventually, reluctantly, I let my cock slip out of her ass and she cuddled up against my chest like the adorable little kitten she was. She yawned, stretched, then lay back onto my chest and promptly passed out, which was, apparently, her after-sex thing. I listened to her cutely snore as I pondered the situation I had gotten myself into. Although, to be fair, there were worse problems to face than your girlfriend's hot naked mom in bed while waiting for your girlfriend's hot sister to get home and get naked too. maybe. And then, inevitably, Laura. It was sure going to be an interesting day.