Part 04.2
"Ah, there she is, Mom," I said in a low voice and nodding in Molly's direction where she sat on a high bar stool, "In the red dress." Molly had gone all out -- looking as sexy as I had ever seen her -- clothed anyway. Molly had on a short, sweater dress -- fire-truck red and molding tightly to her voluptuous body and leaving little to the imagination as to the shape and heft of her youthful and meaty tits. She had one leg crossed over the other, pulling the dress hem higher to reveal her luscious thighs while a stiletto heel dangled from one dainty foot.
I walked up and said, "Hi Molly," interrupting some guy in a leather jacket and a tie who was hitting on her.
Molly grinned with relief and said, "Well, hey, sugar. It's about time." She patted the guy's hand sympathetically and said, "Been fun, but my date's here." I helped her off her bar stool, getting a peck on the check for rescuing her.
Hand in hand, we walked back up to the end of the bar where Mom was waiting, studying Molly with great interest. "Um, Carrie -- I'd like you to meet Molly Cash. Molly, this is -- um, this is my Carrie."
I expected both to shake hands or just nod to each other, but Mom and Molly stood still for a moment and stared at each other, looking much like mother and daughter or younger and older versions of one person. I shivered as Mom's words from this past summer passed through my thoughts. "My baby wanted to fuck Mommy so bad, you went out and fucked women who look like me, didn't you?" I felt a thrilling tingle shoot through my cock as I watched Mom and Molly study each other. A few people sitting nearby even seemed to pick up on the tension building between them.
Mom began to smile and moved towards Molly, arms spread wide and hugged her, kissing her on the cheek. "I have been looking forward to meeting you so much, Molly! Good lord, we must be related somewhere back down the line. Looking at you is like looking into a mirror from my youth."
Molly seemed a little stunned, but she hugged Mom right back and returned the kiss, landing it close to the corner of Mom's mouth, triggering a wild thought in my head as I realized that not long before Mom had been licking her juices and my cum off my cock and wondering if Molly could taste it. "It's nice to meet you too, Carrie." She cast a glance over at me -- guess we both know what John's taste in women run to."
Mom took Molly by the arm and led us to our table -- a booth with seats on three sides. I sat in the middle -- my back against the wall and flanked by Mom on my left and Molly on my right. The two women chatted animatedly as we ordered drinks and dinner; Mom quizzing Molly about her background and her plans for the future and Molly volleying with questions about Mom and how we came together.
Mom laughed and said, "Well, I've known John his entire life and I guess it was just fate that we became lovers." Mom was enjoying the game -- being just vague enough to not reveal our familial relationship. Me -- I answered questions and watched the interplay between Mom and Molly and trying not to say anything stupid. Several times, I almost called Mom, "Mom" instead of Carrie. It was a little disconcerting for me as Mom would hold my hand while playing footsie underneath the table, running her boot along my leg while grinning mischievously at me.
Dinner was spectacular and we were winding things down when Mom looked at Molly and said, "I've been worried, you know, that John and me becoming lovers, that it screwed up something between you two."
Molly shrugged and said. "Well, we have shared something special and I think John will always be one of my most important friends." She turned and looked at me with a frost expression. "I do wish he would be more honest about things though. He's been keeping his great love a mystery from me and I think he's still bullshitting me now." She sat back and took a sip of wine and watched our reaction.
Mom smiled and tilting her head said, "What do you mean, honey? Bullshitting you how?"
"He promised me I could meet the woman that stole his heart away and now he's playing games with me...and you're helping him." There was a little heat now in Molly's voice.
Mom opened her mouth, not sure what to say. I blurted out. "I don't know what you mean, Molly. I told you I'd introduce you to um, Carrie and here she is."
Molly laughed and shook a finger at me. "Listen to yourself, sugar. This is your Mom across the table. You never say it, but you might as well say 'Mom' every time you open your mouth and say her name. This isn't your secret older woman -- this is your Mother. You've been bullshitting me all night. I just can't figure out why."
"Molly -- I...no, I haven't -- this is my mo -- dammit, I mean this is my lover, Carrie."
Molly shook her head and said. "Don't you dare lie to me, John Hamilton. Just tell me the truth -- your lover couldn't make it or you didn't want us to meet and you talked your mom into helping you con me."
I started to deny it, but she pressed on. "C'mon, sugar -- this is your mother...a blind man could see it. You have the same eyes, the same chin, the same sweet, sexy smile."
"Molly?" Mom spoke up for the first time in the exchange. Her voice was full of passion and energy and something fierce and loving. Molly swung her gaze around to meet Mom's and her eyes widened as she felt Mom's presence more than ever before. Mom was almost glowing -- excited as she took a deep breath and continued. "Molly, can't I be both?" She reached out and squeezed my hand, nervous, excited and proud as she announced, "John is my son and my lover."
Molly's mouth fell open and for the first time in the two years I'd known her, she was at a loss for words. Both women gazed at the other, both excited and scared. I swung my eyes from one to the other, seeing them both breathing heavily, heavy, meaty breasts rising and falling. I felt sweet desire rise up in me for both my mother and my former lover as I observed their nipples harden and swell up -- straining against the fabric of their sweaters -- Mom's prominent, thick nubs and Molly's smaller, but longer nipples.
"That's not possible," whispered Molly, her tongue snaking out to lick her lips nervously. "You can't be your son's..." She turned her gaze towards me and said hoarsely, "You can't be fucking your mom, sugar...that's..." She didn't finish her sentence.
"Molly?" Mom said again, her voice now full of that husky desire I knew all too well. Mom reached out and took Molly's hands, holding them in her own hands. "Molly, I will never lie to you. My son, John and I are lovers -- we have been lovers since Christmas and we intend to live the rest of our lives as mother and son -- husband and wife."
Molly slowly shook her head as she squeezed Mom's hands. "You and John? I can't believe this -- it's too incredible, Carrie. John fucking you -- his mother, that's sooo unbelievable." She was practically shivering -- her neck turning red and spreading to her face.
Mom grinned and nodded and said, "Molly, come with me, honey." Without letting go of Molly's hands, Mom slid out and around the table, urging Molly to her feet. "Son, Molly and I need to go the ladies' room. We'll be back in a bit."
I watched as my mother walked away hand in hand with my former lover, pulling her along like a mother taking her little girl to the restroom. Not being sure what to do in the light of Molly's intuition and Mom's revelation, I opted to sit quietly and order another beer.
Fifteen minutes or so passed before Mom and Molly returned, Molly's arm circling Mom's arm. Molly had an almost dazed and goofy grin and Mom's face was flushed and she was smiling as well, although walking a bit awkwardly -- as if her knees wanted to buckle. Mom winked at me and said, "John, get the check -- it's time for us to go. We'll be waiting for you outside."
I signaled our waiter and settled up as fast as I could. Out on the street, I glanced around for Mom and Molly. There wasn't a lot of foot traffic, but several people's glances were drawn back towards the end of the brick side of Minelli's where Mom and Molly were in an ardent embrace, kissing passionately.
Slowly I walked towards them, hanging back a few feet and watching with something akin to awe as I watched Mom and Molly soul kiss. They slowly became aware of me and as Mom slowly drew away from Molly, I watched my former lover sucking on Mom's tongue before letting it slip from between her lips. I felt my cock stiffening inside my pants and I felt my own knees grow weak.
"It's time we all went home, son," Mom said huskily.
Molly nodded and smiled at me. I found myself arm in arm with both women as we hurried to the 'El. On the train, we found ourselves in a mostly deserted car and sat at one end by ourselves; Mom sitting between Molly and me. Mom reached out a hand to both of us and pulled us close. Molly looked at me in the harsh light of the commuter car and blushed, grinned and looked at Mom with a silly, love struck expression.
"Son, I have to beg your pardon -- I've gone off and done something without consulting you," Mom said softly, squeezing my hand.
My heart was about to leap through my throat and I shook my head and said, "You never have to ask me anything, Mom," realizing as I said it that it was the first time I had acknowledged her as Mom since she had revealed it to Molly.
Mom gave Molly an evil grin. "Well, John -- I knew I had to prove to Molly here that you and I were lovers and so we went to the ladies room and into a stall and..." She paused and took a deep breath. "I lifted my skirt and offered Molly the chance to eat your spunk out of my pussy." I almost came in my pants hearing Mom talk so lewdly.
I didn't know what to say and Molly jumped in and said, "So, I did, sugar. I'd know the taste of your jism anywhere, John." Her voice was awed and full of wonder. "You weren't lying to me -- you really are your Mom's lover."
I felt my face turning red. "Yes," I whispered.
Molly shivered and replied, "Oh my god -- this is so hot and sexy. Just imagining the two of you fucking makes me so fucking wet." Her long black coat was open and she spread her legs, causing her very short skirt to draw up, revealing her soft thighs and a pair of red lacy bikini panties with a great wet spot molded against her labia lips.
Mom dropped her left hand down on Molly's bare thigh and then her right hand down into my lap, cupping the huge bulge in my pants. "Son, I know we are lovers, sworn to each other forever, but tonight, would you mind if Molly were to join us?"
I sure my grin gave my answer before I even spoke. "Hell no, Mom -- I've dreamed of seeing the two of you together."
Mom smiled and leaned in to kiss me -- her tongue dancing with mine before replying, "I confess, I've had fantasies even before meeting your Molly -- of me and her together and of seeing my son fuck another woman like his mother."
Mom turned to Molly and said, "Molly, would you do my son and me the honor of sharing our bed tonight?"
Molly grinned like a child on Christmas morning and leaned over and pulled me close and kissed me. My cock throbbed as I could taste hints of my semen and Mom's cream as I sucked her tongue and I could smell my Mom's cunt on her face. I struggled not to cum as I envisioned Molly squatting in that restroom stall, her face buried in Mom's hairy pussy.
I felt Mom's lips nuzzle my cheek and Molly and I both turned and let Mom kiss us in turn, first Molly and then me. I sure the few other occupants of the commuter car were gaping at us in shock, but I was too caught up in our lovemaking to look or care. Hands were caressing bodies, cupping tits through sweaters, stroking bare thighs and squeezing bulges that throbbed and felt like flesh made into iron.
I scarcely remember getting off the 'El' and climbing the flights of stairs to my apartment. Suddenly we were in the warm studio apartment and touching and kissing were now joined by a frantic effort to disrobe each other.
Mom and I sandwiched Molly between us -- Mom in front and me in back and together, we stripped the young woman. I worked Molly's red panties off while Mom slowly pulled Molly's sweater dress up, revealing first her luscious thighs ending in her black-haired bush, neatly trimmed in a 'V' and her full ass cheeks. Molly sighed as both Mom and I showered her with kisses.. On and up over her flat stomach we tugged her dress; unleashing her firm, bountiful breasts, erect nipples standing up over an inch long and round like dimes. Mom leaned over and sucked each one while I cupped and lifted Molly's meaty tits. Finally, pulling the dress over her head, getting it stuck and blinding Molly momentarily while I nuzzled her neck and Mom kissed her lips and we both pinched and pulled at her hard, rubbery nipples, making her moan and sag in our arms.
Then it was Mom's turn as Molly and I flanked her. Molly undid Mom's skirt and pulled it off her -- giving life to my vision of her and Mom earlier by squatting and running her right hand through Mom's thick mat of hair before pressing her face into Mom's hairy bush and rolling her tongue up along her swollen and bloomed labia lips. I pulled Mom's sweater over her head, freeing her massive breasts, slightly sagging and looking so erotic sloped on her chest -- her thick, aroused nipples standing up and looking like they might burst. Molly trailed kisses up her body and joined me at sucking Mom's tits.
Finally, it was my turn -- Mom pulling my shirt off me while Molly helped me remove shoes, socks and then pants, flinging them across the room as she squatted and took me in her hand. Mom licked and bit my hard, pebbled nipples and then gave me butterfly kisses as she slowly lowered herself downwards to squat next to Molly. I felt like I was about to pass out as I gazed happily down at two women who kept their eyes on me as they took turns sucking my cock. Both had their techniques and both were familiar with my likes -- Mom and Molly both have talented tongues, but had different styles of cocksucking. I groaned in sheer delight as they watched me watch them suck my aching penis.
Molly sucked the head of my cock vigorously while her tongue fluttered madly over my slit and then she let me slip from her mouth and looked at Mom and said, "Carrie, I want to see your son fuck you...right now!"
Mom giggled and said, "My pleasure, honey," as they both slowly rose up and kissed me. We stumbled towards the bed and Mom fell into it, rolling over and over until her head was on the pillows and she was spread-eagled -- legs wide open and inviting, her thick bush split wide by her pink, wet flesh, gleaming in the light of the room. Mom's huge breasts heaved and rolled as she breathed heavily, anticipating my climbing on top of her.
Molly climbed up beside her, lying not quite on one side -- her legs opening and closing as she revealed her wetness as well. I felt my breath go away as I was able to see Mom and Molly naked and aroused together for the first time. My unconscious incestuous desires were clear to see as I gazed at their aroused naked flesh. Mom and Molly -- black hair spilled on the pillows, both with large breasts (Molly's tits on a slightly smaller frame seemed larger by just a little bit), both with voluptuous figures, shapely legs, but with different pussies. Mom's in a forest of hair with long, full labial lips while Molly's cunt was of shorter length, her pussy lips thicker and plumper. Two southern beauties laying in my bed and both staring eagerly up at me. I felt my cock throb and slap up against my stomach.
"Come to Momma, son," Mom sighed, holding out her arms to me. "Come fuck your mother, John,"
I did as only a good son could do -- I obeyed my mother. I climbed up into the bed and knelt between Mom's widespread legs. As Molly watched in awe, I eased onto Mom, rolling my hips to meet her own pelvic lift and felt the head of my cock ease into Mom's spongy, silky wet opening. "I love you, Mom," I breathed as I thrust steadily into her.
Mom cried out as I buried myself in her hot pussy with one motion, my shaft swollen and scraping her sweet cunt walls as she tightened her cunt muscles around me, massaging me as I felt my cock head press into her cervix. Mom's legs lifted and pulled back, coming to cross over each other against my back and pull me even deeper into her.
The sweet pleasure of our incestuous joining was increased with the knowledge that we were fucking for an audience; allowing us to make love openly and proudly as mother and son while someone watched admiringly.
We kissed as we began to move together -- perfect, knowing lovers touching and fucking as only two people in love can do. Mom's tits pressed into my chest -- her breasts jiggling as we slapped bellies again and again. Between kisses, Mom and I would glance over at Molly who watched us in disbelief and joy.
"It -- you two are so beautiful," she whispered. "You two look so happy together, like love itself come to life." Molly reached out and caressed my face and then stroked Mom's face, gasping as Mom reached out and sucked her forefinger.
Mom slowly let Molly's finger slip from her lips and said, "I want to taste you, Molly dear."
Molly shivered and we watched as she slipped her hand down between her legs and dipped her finger into her own pussy, stirring it around and then emerging with her finger glistening with her juices. She brought her wet finger to my mother's lips and Mom obligingly sucked it off. "Sweet as honey, Molly, but I mean, I want to taste you...now."
Molly giggled as she suddenly realized what Mom was requesting. To be honest, I was tickled that I wasn't the only one slow on the uptake today. Molly quickly was on her knees and then easing herself in front of me, facing the wall as she straddled Mom's face. I had a bird's eye view as she lowered her cunt to Mom's waiting mouth -- her labia spread and quivering, dripping pussy cream as she sat on Mom's face. Mom let out a cooing sound that was muffled and cut off as her lips and tongue welcomed Molly's wet meat and she began to eat my friend out.
I felt Mom's body beneath me react to licking her first pussy besides her big sisters while being simultaneously fucked by her loving son. Mom's pussy squeezed me a little tighter, pulsating incredibly as I slipped my meat in and out of her. I began to alternate between nuzzling Mom's meaty tits and showering little licks and kisses on Molly's fleshy ass cheeks -- making her squeal as I ran my tongue down her lower back and along the crack of her ass.
I could hear and see Mom's mouth hungrily gobbling Molly's young pussy -- her tongue flickering this way and that as Molly rocked on my mother's face. Mom's lips and chin were coated thickly with Molly's cunt cream and I could smell Molly's aroused pussy as well as hear her happy groans and cries. Bracing myself on one arm, I reached around and found Molly's right breast and squeezed her soft flesh, playing and teasing her erect and elongated nipple.
I found a steady pace and fucked Mom until she began to lose control -- her legs tightening around my back and then falling helplessly akimbo as her pussy began to throb in orgasm, bathing my erection in her wet juices. I began to increase my motion, slamming harder and harder into Mom's molten, syrupy cunt. I released Molly's tit and brought my hand around, tracing a line down her back, over her ass cheeks and underneath, slipping a finger against her quivering cunt until I could feel Mom's lower lip as she nibbled on Molly's pussy. I sensed that Mom was working her tongue on Molly's clitoris and slipped a finger inside the young woman's wet pussy, curling it to rub her inner wall.
She yelped as I fingered her while Mom tongued her, her own ass now bucking against Mom's face more frantically. "Oh my Christ!" Molly panted. "I'm gonna cum, sugar -- your Mommm's got a -- OOHHHH -- awesome tongue!" It had been almost a year, but I recognized Molly's higher pitched voice, now filled with little yelps as a sign she was cumming as well as Mom's frantic writhing underneath me as I slammed my cock deep in her again and again.
Mom's whole body suddenly convulsed, almost throwing Molly off her face and I heard her scream -- the sound muffled by Molly's sweet pussy. Mom's cunt clamped down hard on my shaft and I roared triumphantly as I let loose with another load of hot semen, bathing Mom's womb with my seed. Molly's little yelps escalated into a high pitched scream so loud, I thought Mom must have bitten her by accident, but the scream evolved into sobs of "YES! YES! YES!" as Molly ground her pussy against Mom's face.
Molly's triumphant cries of orgasm peaked and slowly faded and she suddenly slumped over and fell onto her back, revealing Mom's gasping face, drenched in Molly's pussy juices. Mom's own orgasm was fading as we both slowed down and I sank gratefully on her body, my cock still hard and throbbing as I took in the carnal scene before me.
Without hesitation, I moved to kiss Mom, enjoying the remembered taste of Molly's juices as I kissed and licked Mom's lips and face. Mom was grinning triumphantly as she kissed me back, licking some of Molly's cream smeared on my face. "That was fun, son!" Mom wheezed as she squeezed my cock with her cunt, making me shiver. "You're still hard, baby!" she gasped.
Glancing over at Molly who was grinning as she gasped for breath, Mom gave my cock another loving motherly squeeze and said, "Fuck her now, John. Show Mommy what a good cocksman you are!"
I sighed and smiled at Mom as I slowly withdrew my erect dick from her pussy with a wet plop. I eased off her and reached out to caress Molly's leg. She scooted around crossways on the bed and raised her legs, reminding me that she preferred for me to lift her legs up and let them rest against my chest as we fucked -- literally tucking her up into a sexy ball of flesh.
I took her by her ankles and lifted them up, spreading them slightly to get better access to her neatly trimmed cunt, now flowered and glistening wet from Mom's loving ministrations. "God and Jesus, sugar, it's been too long," hissed Molly as her cunt lips kissed the head of my cock. Then she flung back her head and moaned as I pressed my already cum covered penis into her tight pussy. Her legs stiffened and quivered as I sank my shaft into her vise like cunt, her toes curling with pleasure.
Molly had a sweet pussy, but it felt odd to be fucking anyone but Mom, but a thrill went through me as I felt Mom kneel next to me and whisper, "Remember baby, when you fuck her, you're fucking me -- you're fucking Mommy!" Molly began to sob as Mom's words spurred me to begin fucking my friend fast and furious. Molly clawed the sheets as I hammered my cock into her.
Mom' hands quickly found their way to Molly's breasts, taking hold of her bouncing tits, teasing and stretching Molly's already long and swollen nipples. "Ohhhh yessss -- ohhhhh myyy lorddd!" Molly cried as I fucked her and Mom leaned over and began to suck on her nipples, biting and pulling on them with her teeth, rolling her tongue over them and flicking the long, rubbery tips of her breasts.
Mom moved on, letting her hands maul Molly's breasts as she rose up and began kissing her, tongues dueling and dancing, their faces growing wet from saliva, sweat and the remnants of Molly's cunt cream smeared on Mom's face. The warm room grew hot -- we were all sweating like we were in a steam bath -- the room filling with the smell of both Mom's and Molly's aroused pussies and the smell of freshly ejaculated spunk. The aroma seemed to permeate our slick, sweaty bodies and increase our ardor even more.
Molly's cunt tightened around my cock as her sensitive flesh yielded to another orgasm, her fiery flesh squeezing my cock demanding my seed. "Oh God!" I moaned as I felt my own need to cum growing. Normally I should have been able to hold out for a long time, but just the sight of Mom and Molly in a carnal embrace was enough to make any man cum. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Yessss, cum in me, sugar!" sobbed Molly, trying to fuck back; to take me deeper, but barely able to control her spasming body.
Mom rose up and kissed me, snaking her tongue into my mouth and sucking on my tongue, urging me to "Fuck her son. Show her how good you make your mother feel with that big dick. Fuck her like you fuck Mommy!" I groaned into Mom's mouth as I drove deep one last time and with my cock buried in Molly's womb, I began to cum -- one white hot spurt after another of my semen, bathing her young pussy walls with baby-making seed.
Molly went spastic, her body convulsing -- my semen spurring her orgasm on to new heights before going limp -- tears rolling down her face and her only visible movement her heaving breasts as she tried to breathe. Her pussy continued to squeeze and milk me for every drop of my jism and her sugar walls massaged me long past the moment I stopped ejaculating.
Finally, I slipped from the grasp of Molly's pussy and collapsed at her side, gathering just enough strength to lean over and give her a loving kiss. Mom knelt over us, gazing at us with such love and desire that it made my heart want to swell and burst. Despite the wonderful fuck I had just enjoyed, one look at Mom and I knew who my heart and cock truly belonged to.
"That was beautiful," Mom said softly as if she were in church. "It was like seeing myself as a teenager, getting fucked by the man who will be my son in the future." She slipped down onto her belly and spread my legs. "I need a little taste of my son and you, Molly." I bet you taste divine." Mom took my rapidly shrinking cock in her mouth, making me groan as she rolled her tongue over the still sensitive flesh, licking up the creamy mixture of mine and Molly's juices.
Molly groaned as she watched my mother clean my cock with her mouth. Shaking her head, she said, "You fuck your mother. You're in love with your mother and the two of you are lovers. Oh -- My -- God!" Molly grasped my hand and brought it to her lips. "John Hamilton, this is the lewdest, sexiest, wildest moment of my life. Thank you, sugar."
Molly struggled to sit up and then spun slightly and leaned in to kiss my mother. "Thank you, Carrie -- thank you for letting me be witness to the most erotic lovemaking of my life."
Mom returned her kiss enthusiastically, her tongue dancing with Molly's as her hands caressed Molly's body. "Sweetie, you ain't seen nothing yet," Mom said huskily when she finished their kiss. Mom glanced over at me and we smiled knowingly at each other. "I think John needs a little recuperation time and I know the perfect thing to inspire him."
Mom pushed Molly onto her back and swung herself around and lifted her leg and straddled Molly's face. "I think I have something you enjoy and I know I'm going to love what you have between your legs, Molly," Mom murmured as she lowered her mouth to Molly's open and semen filled pussy. Mom lowered her own cunt to Molly's waiting mouth and tongue as she ran her tongue the length of Molly's slit, lapping up oozing sperm and pussy cream.
Molly let out a muffled cry as Mom tongue teased her sensitive flesh -- her cries fading into noisy licking as she began to eat my mother's pussy. I could only watch in awe as my beautiful sexy mother and best friend pleasured each other in a passionate sixty-nine, each hungrily lapping up my jism mixed with their juices. My eyes roamed their sweat-slick bodies, their meaty tits pillowing against each other's stomachs, luscious thighs tightening around dark haired heads which bobbed and nodded as they ate each other out and fingers cupped ass cheeks, pulling their tasty treasures closers to busy lips and probing tongues.
The lewd and wonderful sounds of pussy eating began to mix with sighs and moans of pleasure as both Mom and Molly licked, nibbled and sucked. Their bodies began to move in an erotic rhythm of unspoken joy and I watched with lust and delight, wondering which would orgasm first. I moved around my old bed, looking at my mother and my friend from different angles, seeing the pleasure on their faces as tongues dug deep inside cunts, mining my seed from each other's wombs.
Molly surrendered first, unable to continue and sobbing out her orgasmic joy as her power of speech failed her. I watched as tears dripped from her cum smeared face and her mouth made an 'O" as she crooned her delight as Mom continued to flutter her tongue over Molly's swollen clit.
Then Molly rallied and attacked Mom's pussy with a ferocious effort, clamping her lips around Mom's swollen nub and then it was my mother who yielded to her orgasm. Mom's back arched and she lifted her head from between Molly's thighs and cried out, "Yesssssss!" her face contorted by a lust filled sneer that combined with the frosting of semen and cunt cream on her face turned my mother into an icon of carnal delight.
Mom finally fell over and struggled shakily to turn herself around and kiss Molly again. "Everything I dreamed it would be!" Mom sighed as she stroked Molly's face, kissing Molly's tears away. I let them cuddle and bask in the glow of their lesbian lovemaking until they remembered that I was there and beckoned me to join them.
Mom steered me between them and we spent a wonderful time simply kssing and caressing. Erotic thrills shot through me as I kissed my mother and Molly, tasting myself and them with each wet, sticky kiss. Sometimes I was kissing Mom, other times I was kissing Molly and other times it seemed as if all three of us were kissing, the unusual and exciting sensation of three tongues dancing together, making me shiver. I took delight in caressing their orgasm charged bodies, making them shiver with orgasmic aftershocks as I pinched still swollen nipples and caressed their quivering pussies.
Gradually, Mom and Molly regained their composure and their breathing slowed and we lay there in a jumble of arms and legs. We rested silently for a few minutes until Molly giggled and ran her fingers across my chest. "Carrie, I think we got somebody turned on."
Mom laughed and rubbed my chest until her fingers met Molly's and they intertwined. Looking downward, Mom said, "I do love a young man's recuperative powers." Mom lifted her head and kissed me and then resumed staring down between my legs where my cock stood proudly at attention, restored to life by Mom and Molly's erotic lovemaking.
"Molly's fingers strolled southward, tickling my belly. "I love a young man's hard cock," she declared. "Which of us gets him this time?"
Mom purred back, "I think we should share him this time." She glanced at Molly and an unspoken decision passed between them. I sighed happily as both the beautiful naked women began to kiss their way down my body. Mom wrapped her fingers around my throbbing shaft and started to lean in to kiss the tip of my cock, but she paused and looked over at Molly. "Pardon my manners. Guests go first," Mom said, chuckling.
"Mmmm, don't mind if I do," Molly said in her sweet southern accent. She took me in her mouth, her tongue rolling over the soft, swollen head of my penis, curling around it before slithering away, creating a delicious sensation as tongue rubbed against cockflesh. It was my time to claw the sheets as she and Mom began sucking and licking me.
Mom and Molly almost seemed to view sucking my dick as a competition, both demonstrating their ability to deep throat (Mom clearly won as she was much more adept and familiar at taking my length), and showing off their different techniques. Both worked hard to not let me cum too soon -- backing off and letting me calm down when it was obvious that I was close to blowing my load.
Calming down was hard, especially when I could look down and see (as well as feel) two sets of lips kissing my penis -- two tongues dancing over and around my cock, often working in tandem to share a kiss, their mouths joined around my aching erection, as they both stared at me with loving eyes.
Finally, Molly was sucking the head of my cock while Mom was licking my shaft when Molly raised a finger to Mom's lips. Mom obligingly sucked her finger, Molly leaving it there until it was slick and dripping with Mom's saliva. Then as Mom joined her in licking my cockhead, Molly slipped a finger down below my balls and into my asscrack, probing until she found my asshole. Slowly, Molly wormed her saliva lubricated finger into my ass, probing into me until she found my prostate.
"OHMYGOD!" I shouted as without any warning, I began to cum, ejaculating great spurts of semen into Mom's and Molly's mouths, splattering ribbons of sperm against their lips and cheeks and noses. Molly giggled as she caught a splash of white hot jism on her tongue while she continued to finger my ass. I was shocked that I even had that much sperm left in my balls, but Molly's little trick seemed to have tapped unknown reservoirs of semen in my balls and I just kept cumming until both Mom and Molly had faces dripping with my spunk. My cock jerked and offered one last spurt that splashed off Mom's upper lip as Molly suddenly withdrew her probing finger. I went limp, almost overwhelmed by the intensity of my orgasm. Even Mom was a little wide-eyed at my response.
"Sugar, I think you liked that," Molly murmured in a pleased voice.
Mom nodded and said in a voice that promised future delights, "Yeah, I'm gonna have to remember that little trick!"
I managed to reply, "Fine...by...me," before lying back and watching as Mom and Molly kissed and licked each other clean. Words cannot truly describe the carnality of the vision that was my mother, a thick streamer of my semen strung out between her extended tongue and Molly's lips. Each licked and kissed my jism from each other's face only to share their treasure in a passionate kiss.
Finally we were all cuddling again, Molly wide-eyed as Mom and I recounted how our love affair began and confessed our hopeful plans for the future. We talked into the wee hours of the night and then fell asleep, our bodies embracing in a tumble of arms and legs, warming ourselves in the cool autumn night.
In the dim light of early morning, I woke to find Mom and Molly again locked passionately in a Sapphic embrace, each sighing happily as they licked each other towards orgasm. I watched sleepily at the two lovely women in the dim light. Mom seemed to sense my awakening and slowly she reached out a hand to me.
I did not join them, somehow understanding that this was a special moment for Mom and Molly, but also feeling privileged for being able to witness it and to have a small role as I held Mom's hand as she and Molly made love. Afterwards, both kissed me before falling back into a satisfied slumber, offering me the sweet taste of each other before sleep claimed us all.
When I woke again, it was to the murmur of whispers and the late morning sun was streaming through the window. I rolled over to see Molly, now dressed again in her tight fitting sweater dress, half kneeling on the bed and kissing Mom, who looked incredibly erotic, with her bed tousled hair and the blankets covering her up to her waist, and her heavy, slightly sagging breasts exposed. Their kiss ended and Mom eased back down.
Molly came around and leaning over, kissed me. "It's late, sugar. I need to get going."
"Are you sure, Molly?" I replied. "We'd love for you to stay." I added, glancing over at Mom who nodded in agreement.
Molly gave me her loving grin and kissed me once more. ""That's sweet, John, and I want to thank you and your Mom for the greatest night of my young naughty life. But, I need to get going, besides, this is your's and your Mom's time together -- treasure each moment before she has to go back home." She kissed me again and then stood up and looked at me and Mom as Mom scooted over and cuddled with me.
"Thank you both for sharing your love with me. God creates love in so many different ways -- I'm proud to have experienced the wonderful love you two share as mother and son and as lovers."
Mom touched my shoulder and replied, "You're welcome in John's bed -- in our bed anytime, Molly." Mom gave a little sexy laugh and continued, "From this day on, I'm going to think of you like a daughter, Molly."
Molly shivered a little and gave us both a look that held the promise of love and lust. "Thank you...Mom." Molly giggled and stuck her tongue out at us. "Lord Jesus, just calling you Mom makes me wet." She waggled her fingers at us and said, "I love you two -- take care." And then she was gone, leaving me alone with the woman I loved more than the world itself.
Mom and I cuddled quietly for quite a while -- savoring that sweet weariness that accompanies a lusty bout of lovemaking. Finally, Mom broke the silence by asking, "Son, are you okay with Molly and me -- what we did?"
I pulled Mom tight to me and looking into her eyes, replied, "Seeing you two together is one of the loveliest things I've ever witnessed, Mom."
"And, if we want to do it again?"
I kissed my mother and said, "Whatever makes you happy, Mom. That's all I'll ever want for you. I love you, Mom."
Mom replied with one of her cock rising loving looks and kissed me, her tongue searching out mine for the beginning of a long, loving, and incestuous kiss. I felt Mom's hand travel downwards underneath the blanket, searching and discovering that several hours of sleep had indeed restored my vigor. Mom stroked me until I was fully erect and then she climbed onto me, slowly lowering herself onto my throbbing cockstand. "Mmm, I love you too, son," Mom sighed as her pussy enveloped my erect penis, wrapping me in her soft, wet and oh so warm folds of motherly flesh. Her knees pressed against my waist as she rested on top of me -- her large, meaty tits dragging across my chest as she leaned in and kissed me again.
Taking our time, we made love, slowly rocking together, drawing out each movement of her pussy lifting and falling on my cock, her tender sugar walls clinging to my shaft. We were mother and son joined, becoming that one erotic and carnal being that made our union so unique and special.
"You're fucking your mother," Mom whispered to me, her lips less than an inch from mine -- beads of sweat forming on her face, eventually falling onto mine. "Your mother loves to be fucked by her son." Mom kissed me again, her hands clasping my face as she expressed her love and passion for me in the touch of her lips and tongue, even as her pussy squeezed around my cock.
"I want you to be able to fuck me anytime, son," Mom panted. "Even when I'm not here." Mom squirmed against me, flexing her pelvis to grant another bit of room inside her for my cock.
"Mom?"
Mom's heart was pounding -- I could feel her excitement in spite of the leisurely pace of our lovemaking. "When you want to, make love to Molly, sweetheart. Fuck your lovely little friend and remember, when you're fucking her, you're really fucking me -- you're fucking your mother, John."
Mom's juices were flooding, bathing my cock in her hot, slick cream as she neared orgasm. Mom's kisses became more urgent, yet she refused to increase her pace -- making the movements of our lovemaking sweet, delicious and incestuous agony. Mom moaned and looking down at me, said, "Make love to Molly whenever you want -- Mmmaaagghhh." Mom licked her lips and grinned and managed to gasp, "Just don't go overboard, son. Save some of that sweet loving for Mommy. Christmas will be here soon and Mommy will need plenty of loving from her lover-son."
Mom's cunt clamped down and began to milk my cock involuntarily as Mom began to orgasm. I groaned with delight and began cumming too -- my semen flooding Mom's womb. In between our mutual sighs and moans, we cried out our love for each other and lost ourselves in the moment of incestuous pleasure and at the thought of our future lovemaking.
Christmas was coming. Great changes were coming -- some changes that we had planned and some changes we had no idea were approaching. None of that mattered at the moment -- we were mother and son, locked together in the carnal embrace that was the ultimate moment of unity for a man and a woman. It was the perfect moment, suspended in time -- so simple yet so complex -- a son and his mother making love and in love.
