Two Sisters for Sarah

"Well to be honest, only my son has danced with me other than my husband years ago so I wouldn't know."

Sarah relied with, "Really? Billy dances? Well, let's see who wins the dance outfit for our next one."

They went back to their room to change. I waited, reliving the moment when I was feeling my mother's sexy legs. They came out with colorful skirts down to their knees. They both wore tunic tops enabling their arms to have free movement while dancing. The tops were billowy and open at the bottom. Mom didn't have one in her wardrobe so Sarah had given her one of hers.

Mom had a few inches of bare midriff showing since she was taller and the top was sized for Sarah. They modeled again turning to show off their outfits. Sarah walked over to me, pulling me up.

"Show me how you can dance Billy. I want to see whether your mother taught you the proper way to dance with a lady."

She giggled as I wrapped my arm around her and held her other hand, and began dancing the best I could without music. We went around the room once, then I heard the music. Mom had went to the CD player and started an album perfect for slow romantic dancing. Sarah and I closely danced enjoying our time together. The song ended and I backed off ready to sit down again.

"No you don't mister. Didn't your mother teach you any manners? After a nice dance, a lady deserves a kiss."

I walked up to her and started to kiss her on her cheek, when she sternly told me, "A proper kiss please. A cheek kiss is an insult to a lady that danced with you. Hold me tight around the waist. A lady likes a feeling of security from her man."

I grabbed her waist with both hands and held her tight as I kissed her on the mouth. We opened our mouths allowing our tongues to meet discreetly so Mom wouldn't notice. When we parted we kept our eyes locked. I was recounting our previous erotic couplings.

I thought we were done when Sarah piped up with, "Okay, now I want to see you dance with your mother. I couldn't see your feet move when we were dancing and I want to see how well you do."

Mom started to object, but Sarah quickly intervened with, "Let's go Mom. Show me your moves. Unless you want to award me the winner."

Mom laughed and took on the challenge as she started the music and came over to me. I wrapped my arm around her and started to dance. The difference was my hand was now on bare flesh as Mom's top rode higher than Sarah's. Her skin was hot and I gripped her firmly feeling the lower part of her ribcage. She didn't have an ounce of fat on her. I had a hard time concentrating and missed a step almost tripping us both.

Sarah laughed and said, "I think Billy needs some more lessons, but I think between the two of us we can whip him into shape."

In my defense Mom replied with, "He usually does better. He might be tired tonight, especially with a couple of girls bothering him all night."

It was wonderful holding my hot mom while we were closely dancing around the room. I hated to hear the music stop. I backed off to go back to the couch.

Sarah was quick to say, "No you don't Billy. Didn't I tell you how to reward a lady after getting a dance from her. She may be your mom but she's still a lady."

I reached out and held Mom's bare midriff with my hands squeezing tight feeling her hot bare skin. She looked a little apprehensive as I approached her for the kiss but didn't back up when our lips met. I opened my mouth enough to run my tongue along her sensitive lips. Our eyes were locked and I could see the love she held for me.

Mom was first to speak after I pulled back. "Okay, Billy, who won the contest this time."

This was going to to be tough. Mom won hands down but I knew Sarah wanted me to draw this out for one more showing.

"Well, you both chose excellent outfits for dancing. Mom's bare midriff was definitely a bonus, but the distraction caused me to stumble. I can't blame her for it though since it was Sarah's blouse and Mom couldn't help that it didn't fit right. I'm going to have to say it's a tie."

They both started to playfully argue with each other who was at fault and who the real winner should be, when Sarah said, "There's one more outfit to show you and you can't call it a tie since we're even now. We'll be back in a few minutes and you better be ready to declare a winner."

They left for their room. I heard a lot of conversation between them this time with both of them letting out shrieks. They came out and I knew the reason for their extended conservation. They were wearing nighties. Sarah was wearing a light blue nightie which barely covered the bottom of her thin panties. It was split in the front to the waist and was pushed to the sides to expose the insides of her full breasts.

The material barely covered her nipples which were clearly showing through the material. Her panties were thin enough I could see her slick shaven snatch and her puffy lips straining to escape the silky material. She turned to the side so I could admire her fine ass sticking out. I can still remember holding that full hot ass as I pumped her cunt full of hard dick. She turned back and struck a modeling pose and looked to Mom signaling her turn.

Mom was wearing a short pink Baby-doll nightie. I'm sure it was borrowed from Sarah as it rode higher than it should have. The bottom of her panties was visible. She was also bra-less and her full breasts were proudly pushing up the nightie. My eyes traveled down to her feet and back up her long legs which were completely bare and hot. I stopped at her panties and my prick jumped at the sight. Her panties weren't as thin as Sarah's, but I could clearly see she wasn't shaven. She had a thick black bush mounding out her panties.

As I raised my eyes from checking out her bush, I saw Mom blushing more than I've ever seen before. I wasn't sure if it was because I was looking closely at her near-nudity or maybe she realized Sarah was beating her as a seducer. She turned a couple of times and presented a seductive pose like Sarah had done.

Sarah was first to talk as she said, "The appearance of the outfit isn't the only thing to judge us on. Each nightie is made of a different material. You need to see which you'd prefer next to you in bed."

She led me close to Mom, placing my hand on mom's waist. My Mom suddenly inhaled at the contact.

"Run the material through your fingers and see how it feels. Your Mom's nightie is chiffon made from cotton."

I reluctantly withdrew my hand from Mom's waist and felt the nightie. It was smooth and soothing. I could sleep next to that anytime, especially if Mom was covered in it.

I pulled back to reach to Sarah's waist to feel her nightie fabric. Sarah grabbed my hand and pulled it up to the bottom of one of her full breasts. She placed her hand over the back of mine and squeezed it so I was kneading her hot nightie-covered tit. Mom's eyes widened at Sarah's boldness.

Sarah saw Mom looking and said, "See how this material is different. My nightie is made out of silk. Don't you think it feels better?" She kept squeezing my hand on her meaty tit under the pretense of judging the material.

She smiled broadly at both of us and said, "Okay Billy, this is it. Who wins this round?"

Mom still won in my mind because she was my Mom. But I knew this wasn't how Sarah wanted it to end.

"Well, both nighties are wonderful and I wouldn't object sleeping next to either, but I'm partial to light-blue so I'll have to say Sarah is the winner."

Mom smiled broadly in relief as I think she thought I might vote for her instead, which wasn't part of her plan. She was here to help me connect with Sarah, not her.

"Excellent choice Billy. Sarah deserves the win. The color she picked does look good on her and I think you found the material to feel better too, right?"

She was laughing as she said that, feeling smug she was successful in connecting her son with his girlfriend. She looked at Sarah and said, "Well, what does the winner want for the grand prize?"

Sarah didn't hesitate, walking to me wrapping her arm around me and said, "I want a victory dance with the judge."

Mom started the CD and I held Sarah close as we slow danced. Her barely covered breasts were pushing into my chest. I wish I could have taken off my robe to feel her hot body next to mine. As we were turning she'd stick her leg between mine pressing her thigh into my hard prick. We were cheek to cheek enjoying each other's closeness when she whispered in my ear, "Stroke my ass Billy. Show your mom what you'd like to do to her."

I stroked up and down her nightie clad back and when Sarah's back was facing Mom I lowered my hands down and squeezed her full ass cheeks. She exhaled in my ear. Mom couldn't hear us over the music as we softly whispered to each other.

"Sarah, I want to fuck you tonight. Come to my room and let me feast on your hot body."

"No, Billy. Come to my room in a few hours. It'll be such a turn-on to make love to you so close to your mother's room."

"The walls are pretty thin and she might hear if we make too much noise. You know how vocal you can get."

"When I start to stir, put a pillow on my head and I'll moan in it. I won't wake your Mom. Suck my nipples to wake me up and fuck me fast. It won't take long. Please, honey, do this for me."

"Of course, Sarah. I can't deny you anything. I'm really looking forward to tonight."

The music ended. Sarah pulled away and gripped my waist to remind me of how she told me to end a dance. I held her and kissed her no longer hiding the open mouth kiss we were doing. Our tongues were dancing with each other as we lovingly kissed each other. When done I started to head for my room. As I passed my red-faced mother, Sarah scolded me again, "Billy, you were raised better. Kiss your mother goodnight and tell her you love her like a loving son."

I placed my hands on Mom's nightie covered waist and leaned down to kiss her. I opened my mouth and ran my tongue along her lips again. She opened her mouth and did the same, sensuously running her tongue across my lips meeting my tongue and playfully teasing it.

I pulled back, told her I loved her and headed for my bedroom. I could hear Mom softly say, "I love you too, Billy."

After I went to my room, I heard Mom's and Sarah's doors closing several times. I figured Mom and her were making sure each ended up with their own clothes. The house fell silent and I surfed to stall the two hours I promised Sarah so she'd be asleep. I was involved in reading and went thirty minutes over what we promised. I stripped off my clothes, grabbed one of my pillows and gently opened up my bathroom door to gain access to Sarah's door.

I let my eyes adjust to the darkness. There was a nightlight in the bathroom but it was very dim. I opened up the door to Sarah's room and left the door open to let in the small amount of light. It was pitch black in her room and I could barely make out the bed. I slowly made my way to her and could tell she was sleeping. Her breathing was deep and slow. I reached up and was glad to find only a thin sheet covering her. I pulled it down to the end of the bed. It was warm in the room and the sheet was probably even too much.

I reached up to where her shoulder should be and touched her arm. She didn't stir. I followed her arm to her nightie, delighted to discover it was the same one she wore in the living room. I moved one side of her nightie over her breast to the side and repeated with the other. I had the pillow ready but she was still in a deep sleep.

I leaned over and ran my tongue over her nearest nipple. I gently licked it and reached over and held her other full breast in my hand. I gently massaged it and located her nipple with my index finger and thumb. She was starting to stir but it appeared she was incorporating it in a dream. I started to twist her nipples with my mouth and fingers. Her breathing was now becoming erratic. She was waking up and starting to moan.

With my free hand I placed the pillow over her head whispering to her, "Moan in the pillow. Remember, Mom is in the next room." I brought my hand down and kneaded both breasts relishing in their fullness. I latched on to her nipple with my mouth and the areola was higher than ever, engorged with blood.

She was panting heavily and I felt her bring her arms up to hold the pillow in place. She was moaning loudly into it now and I thought Mom might hear us. I was able to get a better grip on her nipples than I ever have due to their fullness. I twisted and sucked as hard as I could. Her body shook and shuddered as she had an orgasm.

I felt her body relax so I moved my hand down to remove her panties. I found her thigh and ran my hand up the outside moving the bottom of her nightie up as I went. I moved past her waist and found no panty line. Of course she took off her panties. She was expecting a good fucking tonight. I moved to the bed and positioned myself between her legs.

I held my stiff prick by the base trying to locate her hot box. My prick hit the top of her thigh so I drug it over until my head was nestled in her wet hot lips. She was wet and leaking pussy juice from her orgasm. I ran my prick up and down her slit teasing her clit at the top.

I went too far once and overshot her clit. My slick prick ended up in a mat of fur. This was a hairy bush. This wasn't Sarah. This was Mom! My mind raced as to how this could of happened or what I should do now. I didn't want to alert her I knew so I began running my prick up and down her slit again.

I wasn't going to waste an opportunity like this. I grabbed her legs and stroked up and down as I have been fantasizing for years. It was better than I could have ever imagined. I stopped to squeeze the fleshy part of her thighs before going back down to caress her hot firm legs.

I lodged my fat head in her tight puffy lips wondering if I should acknowledge the mistaken identity. Mom obviously knew it was me but she didn't know I knew it was her. She could stop it now preventing any further interaction. Why had she let it go this long? Was she enjoying the moment and would end it before we committed the ultimate incestuous act? I moved my hands up to her waist letting my dick soak on her pussy lips. I went up further to grab those beautiful breasts knowing now they belonged to my mother.

I lightly tugged on her full nipples and she bucked up causing me to slide several inches into her hot channel. Her pussy obviously wanted more from my hard shaft. I slowly slid into her slimy tight canal letting her pussy adjust to my girth. Her pussy walls expanded as I entered her. Thinking of what I was doing, I almost climaxed. I was fucking my hot mother-the woman I've been fantasizing over for years. I was stuffing my prick in the same canal I emerged from nineteen years ago.

Her pussy walls were quivering and her pre-cum juices were flowing, facilitating the large invasion in her sacred hole. Her cunt was convulsing with lust as I bottomed out. I felt our pubic hairs meshing together as we were locked together as no mother and son should be.

I moved my prick up and down and around hitting her sensitive spots. I pulled back out and drove back in hard. She was loudly moaning in the pillow and her breathing was fast and uneven. I continued my assault on her nipples while driving in and out of her sloppy pussy. She spread her legs out further allowing me to go in deeper each stroke. We were both leaking profusely and our mats of hair were soaking up the juices creating obscene sloshing sounds as our bodies slammed together on each down stroke.

I stroked in and out of her while kneading her full breasts. She shrieked in the pillow a few times. Her voice was muffled but I could still make out some of words of pleasure. On one powerful stroke she screamed out my name, muffled but I could clearly make it out. Her body quivered with excitement as I fucked her hard.

She knew it was her son. This was incest and wrong. Her love and lust for her son had peaked to a climax. She knew it was wrong to trick him, but maybe after one incestuous coupling, her lust would subside. She felt remorse for taking advantage of him, but her thoughts were overwhelmed from the pleasure of her son's sinful prick servicing her starving hot pussy, his mother's pussy. Intense pleasure was emanating from her sensitive pussy spreading through her entire body.

I brought my hands down from her breasts to firmly grip her waist allowing me to pound my shaft in harder and deeper. She moaned louder, thrusting her hips up to meet my strokes. I kept slamming in and out of my hot writhing mother.

We were both close to having our first incestuous orgasm. I had fantasized kissing her on our first coupling but I wasn't going to chance it. I would remember this first fuck with Mom forever. Her pussy walls were squeezing my prick and she was already having mini-orgasms. I kept plowing in and out as fast as I could. I was finally a mother-fucker after dreaming about it for so long.

My prick swelled up in anticipation of exploding, scraping her sensitive pussy walls, causing her to have an orgasm. Her cunt contracted hard on my stiff prick as I slammed into her. The contraction caused my balls to erupt a long blast of hot sperm into her hot hole. She had another orgasm when she felt my stream of cum coat her walls. I erupted again and she had two more major orgasms as I continued to fill her gaping hole with my hot boiling sperm. I continued to stroke in and out until I was sure she was done. Her body relaxed indicating she had achieved the sexual release she needed.

I pulled out knowing a river of cum was drooling out of her pussy down to the bed. At least I didn't have to worry about Mom finding the soiled sheets. Now what do I do? Should I confess to her and hope our relationship grows? She was firmly holding the pillow to her face indicating she wasn't ready to face me and admit to our incestuous act.

I quietly moved off the bed, leaned over and whispered, "Damn Sarah, that was the best we've ever had. I did what you told me to do and imagined you were my mother. It made the sex so hot. See you in the morning." I was helping Mom maintain her secret and hoped eventually she'd approach me and admit we were meant to be together, physically, as well as emotionally.

I went back to bed and soundly slept late in the morning. I woke up hearing Sarah and Mom talking in the kitchen. I threw my robe on and went to join them. They both said good morning and neither of them acted like anything inappropriate happened last night. They had already made plans to visit some of the local sights and eat at my Mom's favorite restaurant. I looked a little down thinking they were off without me, but Mom said, "Don't worry, Billy. You're invited too. We need a man to protect us from those hungry men out there."

It was fun having two beautiful women going with me around town. We received a lot of envious stares from horny husbands and hormone crazed kids. We arrived back to the house late. We took our showers and retired to the living room They took their positions on either side of me and we talked and watched TV together. I think Mom felt the pressure was off now as she knew I was fucking Sarah and she didn't need to be worried about establishing my relationship. We were all tired and decided to go to bed. Sarah told us she needed to get back to her house tomorrow.

I think Mom wanted to spend some more time with her new friend, but agreed to let me take her back alone allowing some time for us to be together. I went to my room and threw my clothes off sliding between the sheets. I kicked myself for not asking Sarah what room she'd be in tonight so I could visit her. I soon fell asleep. I was reliving the lovemaking the night before when I fell asleep. My dreams revolved around my mom fantasies. I was hard as a rock and my prick was wet.