On the Loveseat Ch. 11

"You two need to behave yourselves. Don't make me scold you like dad did!" I even shook my forefinger at them with at least a little menace. They both gave me reprimanded faces that they couldn't hold for more than ten seconds.

"I won't do anything you don't want me to do." Mom promised.

"Me either!" Aunt Jess even held up the first two fingers in a scouts' pledge.

Thing was I knew they were false promises as anything that they would do would be exactly what I wanted them to do!

I went through the video service menu and found the movie. I settled myself on the couch, my mother and aunt getting comfortably tight against me on either side, mom's blanket mostly covering our lower halves. I gave them both a stern look before starting the film. With my face pointed at the TV, I could see them both give the other a lingering glance. I at least hoped that they waited until after the main titles played before they started playing with me.

When mom saw the lead actor's name cross the screen she cried out in a loud whisper, "Oh, that's who you were talking about. I love him in movies." I gave her an I-told-you-so look. "And I don't get 'gooey' over him, he's just very attractive. Definitely would not kick him out of bed!" She cooed. I just shook my head.

After a short teaser scene over which ran the title credits. Art director, production designer, cinematographer, and so on and on, then finally the director. I was hooked with the first scene as it opened with Ms. Lawrence in a women's bedroom, presumably her own, standing before a mirror wearing only a skirt and a bra that was fighting to contain those terrific tits. I noticed both women had their eyes on the screen too. Perhaps I would be able to get through the movie unmolested. A shadowy figure crept up behind Kate, wrapped an arm around her bare middle, and spun her around. I appreciated the director's use of the mirror to let you see behind her without revealing whom it was that she was willingly giving herself to. The bra fell to the floor but the camera followed it as it fell leaving me disappointed and yet still excited that Kate was now topless. A cut shot and her bare back was visible in the mirror, the other person still only a shadow. Direction and editing like this was why I wanted to go to film school. If only dad could see scenes like this as I did, and not just be upset because he couldn't see Hollywood's top actress's large breasts!

The movie continued on just as exciting using light and shadow, ordinary objects as foreshadowing for upcoming scenes, and cutting from shot to shot so deftly you barely knew the camera had moved. Mom's actor had a few scenes with Kate. First, a tense short encounter, then an argument that led to blows between the leads. Then they had a love scene that showed, if you were watching closely, a glimpse of Kate Lawrence's right butt cheek (43m 29s, watch the bottom left of the screen!).

Mom and Aunt Jess had been relatively (ha!) good girls (ha! ha!) until the first onscreen kiss between Kate and another male character about thirty minutes in. I felt hands on both thighs in a slow race up my leg. My dick had returned to sleep but was on call, to be ready at a moment's notice. Mom laid her head on my shoulder as she used to do; Aunt Jess hugged my other arm and was nearly lying on my shoulder. Now I enjoyed this! The simple affections of two beautiful mature sisters. At least for now I enjoyed it. I'm sure given time, on call or not, my dick would demand some affection too!

By the time we reached the aforementioned love scene my female relations, and my dick, were interested in more than cuddling. I felt a hand go up under my shirt on mom's side, while a palm grazed over the gentle mound of my crotch. I slapped blindly at both hands, but that did little to stop their predications on my body. I was completely engrossed in the movie and sex with them both or not, I was going to see the end!

Mom was breathing heavily on my neck causing all the little hairs to stand up. Aunt Jess was nibbling on my earlobe. I shivered. I more than shivered when I felt both tongues softly licking up my neck, below my ear and around to the back of my neck on one side, just over my shoulder up under my ear and along my jaw line on the other. If it had been almost anyone besides Kate on the screen, I think I would have crumbled. My resolve was suddenly strengthened when bare breasts were suddenly revealed. Both tongues paused so I knew they were at least paying some attention still to the movie. The breasts were smaller so it was immediately apparent not to be Kate's character. The other top name actress from the credits was known to be vehemently against onscreen nudity so I knew it could not be her. But they were bare tits, so I didn't care whose they were! As I watched intently it wasn't reveled which character it was. I was intrigued and left wanting more.

"Those were very nice." Aunt Jessica let out. Her lips were trailing along my clavicle. She put a hand just inside the waistband of my shorts.

"They weren't Kate's though." Mom sighed, her lips brushing the junction of jaw and neck. Her voice had some longing in it. But was it for Kate or me? Was mom showing some curiosity? Maybe Kate could turn straight women. At minimum at least to bi-. A stirring from below showed my dick's interest in that. Then again, there wasn't much about mom that my dick wasn't interested in!

I felt I had been paying pretty close attention to the film, but that brief flash of female nudity was left unexplained. Both pairs of hands lifted my shirt and I (stupidly?) resisted it. You don't show tits and not explain who or why. Well, except maybe in a porno!

"Stop it." I whispered but without any conviction.

To cease their distractions I quickly whipped my shirt off and threw it aside. Both of them had to pull away from me as my arms flailed with my disrobing, but were back on me like moths to a streetlight. Feminine hands ran over my shoulders and upper chest. I felt mom's lips and tongue on my nipple; never had thought of such a thing in reverse. It really did nothing for me, but I wasn't against it either. Aunt Jess was doing her best to suck my blood through the skin of my neck. I would have a large bruise there tomorrow. I know it's called a hickey!

The movie played on and I noticed a lot of filming references to the noir genre. Was techno-romance another term for modernistic noir? Or at least a new slant on the classic films? See, film school for sure! I knew or suspected many of the intricacies of the film were lost on the other two viewers, but at least on an unconscious level they were appreciating the filmmaker's work. I was enthralled with it.

Four lips trailed over my body. Little hairs rose. Goosebumps rose. Dicks rose. I was going to pay them back shortly. With interest. Great interest! But I had to get to the end of my movie first!

[Spoiler Alert! Skip ahead if you plan on seeing the movie.

Kate's character in a twist of traditional relationships ends up killing the lead actor so she can be with her real lover, the other female lead whose breasts those were. They were a flashback memory of Kate's character from when they had first met and ultimately led to her killing her male lover. The movie ends with the two women kissing deeply. It was a twist I didn't see coming and left me flabbergasted. Word of mouth had been quiet about it, contrary to most shocking twists in modern movies. It was impossible to have a twist because everyone knew about it before going to see the movie. Now, it wasn't as shocking a twist as some, or as it might have been in another age, but for nothing being said about it was surprising.

End Spoiler]

As the credits rolled and I was trying to regain my composure from that ending, mom and her sister had slowed in their attentions on me.

"Wow! Didn't see that coming." Aunt Jessica exclaimed.

"Wasn't that that actress that swore she'd never show her tits in a movie?" Mom asked casually. I'd had sex with mom, but her saying tits so easily made me tingly.

"I guess if you pay them enough anyone will change their tune." I commented. I made a mental note to check online to see if maybe it had been a body double. They hadn't shown a face (as that would have possibly given away the ending), but I had to believe it really was her. Such is the fickleness of actresses.

Now that the movie was over, I expected to be attacked by the women. The movie's ending may have distracted them momentarily but I knew how heated the sexy thriller had helped to make them both (myself included I admit). I wasn't wrong.

Aunt Jess's planted face on mine was trying to see if she could touch my tonsils with her tongue. Mom's deft fingers worked my pants undone while she kissed my stomach. I saw Jojo stir out of the corner of my eye. I pushed them both off me to their surprised looks.

"Movie's over." My aunt said. I glanced to the sleeping bag.

"We should move the party elsewhere." I whispered. Mom looked at her other children and suddenly had a more motherly, less cougar air.

"Yes we should. Get up Jess. Turn off the TV Jeremy. We don't want either one of them waking up and having to wait until they fall asleep again." Mom stood and straightened her clothes.

Aunt Jess stood a couple seconds later as she realized how much more we would be able to do in mom's bed. I found the remote and ended the stream of credits playing. One day maybe people will skip my name in a movie's credits! Mom rechecked the sleeping siblings and as she stood, I saw a flash of the mother I had known before her hand found my dick. The look flickered a moment longer, then the cougar was back.

"Now let's get you tucked in too!" She said in a sexy whisper.

"Or fucked in, which I like better." Aunt Jess said with a purr.

I really don't think I could find two better women in the whole wide world!

"Let's go so you two can ravage me!" I did remember to pick up my shirt not that that would mean much to the kids in the morning, but the maid was still lazy. I saw mom smile as I passed her down the hall. "Still say you should fire that maid mom."

Aunt Jessica asked, "Maid? You have a maid? How did I not know that?" Mom and I laughed then mom explained.

"You can leave your clothes wherever you want at my house, just so long as they aren't on you!" My aunt said with her hands on my bare chest. Mom followed behind us. She pulled the bedroom door closed after she entered.

Aunt Jess's hands went from my chest to around my shoulders as she pulled me in for a kiss. Or should I say, a blistering, paint-peeling, eggs cooking on the pavement kiss! Minutes later, when we split I had to take a step back and shake my head to clear it. That was all it took for mom to step in and kiss me too. I could say how hot it was but I already used up all my metaphors. Besides, by now you should know how steamy mom and I get when out lips met!

Aunt Jess advanced and her lips replaced mom's. Both of them were pressed against my body, both their heads inches from mine, their lips so close I barely had to turn my head to kiss one or other. I wanted to see them kiss again, but I wouldn't press anything now. Mom knew about my fantasy and if she was ready, she would respond. But not now.

Both pairs of lips did move down my chest and four pairs of hands made short work of my shoes, pants, and boxers. My aching cock stood proudly under their gazes. Gazes that became kisses as mom's and my aunt's lips were pressed along the sides of my cock. Their tongues joined their lips and they were soon giving me a double blowjob. They weren't purposely avoiding each other but their mouths never sought the other either. My legs shook and I decided I had better move to the bed.

I sat leaning back on my arms and mom and Aunt Jess got on their knees and went back to work on my incredibly hard cock. I had been too excited all day, the sexy movie adding to it, plus the visions of them with my favorite actress and I was ready to explode in minutes. I didn't have to say anything as I could tell that they slowed to keep me from cumming. But in my state, I could still go off with the smallest trigger. I didn't know if I wanted just to let the first one go, or to try to last and pace myself out.

The sisters took that decision from me as mom bobbed once on me, then Aunt Jess did, then mom again. Each bobbing stroke was the other's mouth. Both their hands were grasping my base, both their eyes staring up at mine. Their timing was exquisite, it didn't even seem like separate mouths around my dick. Nothing could have held me back then! I burst like an old water main on a winter's day! They continued such that I was shooting cum in both their mouths almost seemingly at the same time!

"Oh holy shit you two! Suck me! Suck my big cock!" I didn't need to tell them, they were doing so already! Hungrily.

I fell back off my arms onto the mattress while the two women who probably be the death of me cleaned my still pulsing member. They were cleaning it long after there couldn't be a microbe of cum left on it. I used this extra time to suck in as much oxygen as I could manage.

"Girls, that was so fucking amazing! If that is ever an Olympic sport, you two are a lock for gold!" I said when I had enough lungpower to form words. I rose back up, sitting upright as I did.

"What, synchronized cock sucking?" Aunt Jess asked after giving my cockhead one last kiss.

"I think it would be more popular on TV then the swimming or gymnastics." Mom said with a grin.

"But is it a winter or summer sport?" I asked as if it could ever be a thing.

"Both!" They both exclaimed.

"Speaking of both," I said after a brief silence, "I want to lick both of you now. At the same time!"

"But we're still dressed." Mom said with a sly grin. "You'll have to undress us first!"

I knew she was implying a repeat of Thursday night's disrobing.

"With the two of you, I wouldn't be done before morning! I would like to do something with you both before then, mom!"

"Aw honey." Mom whined.

"What?" Aunt Jessica questioned us, lost to what we were implying. Mom quickly filled her in.

"I wouldn't mind that! But Jeremy is right; we don't have time for him to take hours just to get our clothes off! I need him before then!"

Mom smiled wistfully. "So do I."

"The two of you could give me a show. Do a strip tease for me."

"That's a good idea too!" Aunt Jess happily said.

"I suppose." Mom agreed moodily. "Do we undress each other?" She lit up.

"That's up to you two." I tried not to sound too enthusiastic for this idea. I wanted them to do what they wanted, not what I wanted. At least right now.

"Just ourselves is fine." My aunt said a bit quietly. Was she not into this?

"We need some music to do this properly." Mom said.

I pulled my phone from my discarded pants pocket and started my playlist. Mom looked at me.

"I don't know your music Jeremy." She said blankly.

"It's okay Jenny. Just move to the beat, what song it is doesn't matter." Aunt Jess started swaying seductively to the music.

I have to say that the contrast between her very womanly figure and her school girlish attire dancing suggestively intrigued me. She kicked off her black heels first as mom watched her studiously. Mom started to move her hips from side to side, lifting her arms up halfway as she 'danced' to the modern beat. My aunt and I smiled broadly.

"What?" Mom said when she saw our reactions.

"Nothing, keep going mom." I didn't care what mom did; she still was hot to me.

To prove it she started running her hands over her body, giving me her sexiest smile and eyes so fiery they would have made Superman jealous. She cupped her breasts as her hands roamed over her figure. She swayed her hips so that her ass was in profile to me and bent slightly to emphasize its curves. Her sister ran her hands over her large orbs that in the pale green sweater truly resembled melons. The black mini-skirt hugging her hips flounced about tempting me with what stayed hidden underneath. I didn't know which sister to watch!

Mom turned away from me and bent over and touched the floor with both palms, her blouse falling down, or up, to reveal her black lacy bra, but my eyes were focused on those luscious ass cheeks encased so delightfully in her snug slacks. Not to be outdone my aunt also bent over but was only able to touch her fingertips to the carpeting, but I didn't notice as the short skirt rode up and revealed a silvery thong wedged between Aunt Jess's amazing ass cheeks! Both women were bent over to showcase their fabulous fannies for me! Each had its own appeal, but Aunt Jessica's had always been in a class by itself!

Mom, knowing she was beaten, stood back up and pulled her creamy blouse over her head with a magician's flare. She ran her hands over her bra squeezing her tits as she did so. The pale flesh oozed out of the lacy fabric and from her fingers. Then she slipped her hands underneath the undergarment forcing it up and off her motherly mounds. Mom kept dancing with her hands holding her tits hidden. Seeing mom wearing her brown slacks with her bra hanging loosely above her hands while holding her breasts, moving rhythmically, and staring at me hungrily gave me chills. I had to fight to keep from leaping up and mauling her.

Aunt Jess slowly unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor and kicking it to join her shoes. She moved more seductively than my mother, like a tigress on the hunt. And I was the willing prey! While mom was basically just moving in place, my aunt danced around the room, roaming from mom's side to alongside the bed, just beyond my reach if I had chosen to lift my arms. She bent over again, this time to slide one of her green socks to her ankle. She swung that foot towards me with a dancer's grace. Aunt Jess spun about to face me staring at her. Our eyes locked for a moment before I turned back to mom.

Mom turned slightly away from me and raised her hands up, pulling her bra free as she did, and with a backhand toss flung the bra towards me. I caught glimpses of the sides of mom's tits as she swayed about, but she didn't turn back around. Instead, she looked at me over her shoulder as she ran one hand then the other over her curvy lower hemispheres. The color of the slacks made mom's ass look like two large chocolate balls smooshed together. The image made my mouth water. And the promise of taking that ass made my dick stir!

My aunt continued to dance about, sliding her other sock to her ankle by lifting her leg up before in a move reminiscent of a ballerina, revealing a dark spot on her silvery panties. She then stepped close to where I sat on the edge of the bed and shook her ass in my face, then with a quick spin my face was inches from her heavenly green mounds. I fought the desire to grab those tits and never let go.

Mom meanwhile had undone her pants and had shimmied them down around her hips slowly while keeping her tits from my view. She squatted down, bent over, and turned back around with her hands covering her breasts again. My dick was well on its way to full erection, and possibly nuclear meltdown! Mom stepped from her slacks and was moving her hands in circles over her tits, revealing large amounts of flesh, but never a nipple or more than a fraction of glorious mammary flesh.

Both of them had long since ceased moving to the music or any kind of beat but their own, each removing their clothing for my eyes only to the rhythm of the passion we felt for each other. Their eyes wondered down to my hard dick very frequently as they moved around, my own eyes the second focus of their attention. Neither of them would ever make it as a stripper, but the dance each was doing was only for an audience of one person only, me, and I was the most appreciative audience either would ever have.