Mom and I had another wild night, and as usual, Polly didn't join. I texted Joy and Payton once I got to school to ask to meet up the following evening just the three of us, just as friends. Joy asked to meet at her house since her parents might be getting suspicious of her being out so much. Payton and I agreed.
I got home before my mom and knew that Polly would be out with Joy. So I changed out of my chemistry major clothes and put on the shortest skirt I could find, the same stilettos from the previous evening, and a tank top. No underwear, of course. I decided to cook dinner for the two of us. She came home while I was cooking, wearing a normal work outfit, a purple blouse with tan ankle-length pants and brown ballet flats. "They let you wear that in the lab?" she asked me.
"I wish," I said. "I changed to please you." I was cutting an onion and felt her move behind me.
"Making dinner, dressed to impress," she murmured in my ear as her fingers traced up the back of my thigh. "Such a good girl for Mommy." Her fingers were now between my legs, slowly rubbing over my folds. I gasped and instinctively leaned forward. "Bend over so Mommy can thank you in advance," she said.
I rested my arms on the counter and bent over, sticking my ass out as far as I could. My mom's fingers quickly found my dripping sex, then effortlessly spread my walls and slid inside me. My high pitched gasping encouraged her and she quickly increased her pace. Before I knew it her hand was rapidly pounding me from behind and I was crying "Oh God, Mommy, Mommy, oh God Mommy," over and over. Then with a scream I came all over her fingers and slumped down onto my forearms and the pieces of onion I had cut. Mom loudly licked her fingers and then said "Going to be tough to top this appetizer," before going upstairs.
I called her back down when I had finished dinner. She joined me in shorts and a crop top, which must have been new. "Are we just going to try to top each other's sexiness from now on?" I asked.
"You like?" she asked with a little shimmy.
"Fuck yes," I said. I had been immediately turned on again by her flat stomach and her long brown legs down to her thin ankles and perfectly arched feet. But for once we needed to do something other than fuck. "But eat so I can show you I can take care of more than your pussy."
She sat down and we had a mostly-normal dinner. How was your day, anything interesting happen, etc. Afterwards, Mom sat with me while I cleaned the kitchen, offering to help but not at my insistence. Once I finished, she stood as I walked back toward her and she said, "I could watch you clean in that outfit all day."
I ran a hand down the side of her ribcage then across her stomach. She didn't even flinch, probably from so much experience being touched. "I could look at you do anything in this outfit all day," I replied.
"Well what are we going to do tonight?" she asked, moving her hands to my hips.
"I don't know, making you dinner was spontaneous."
"Let's go wait for your sister on the couch."
"We don't know when she'll be back," I pointed out.
"I'm sorry, is sitting on a couch with your mom that boring?"
I pulled her in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "Most moms, but not mine," I said with a smile and took her hand.
"You know," she said as we neared the couch, "at some point we're going to have to do something other than eat and have sex. But you're just so irresistible."
My arms jumped in panic as I quickly tried to interpret what she was saying and also decide if I should say the first thing on my mind. Holding my voice together, I did so and asked, "Mom, are you asking me for a relationship?"
She smiled a nervous smile and replied, "Um, not exactly. But there's no blueprint for this, being a family and also having sex. And I don't want us to forget one or the other."
I sat on the couch and pulled her down with me. I looked into her eyes and said, "I'm too horny to think about that right now."
Touching my cheek, she responded, "I just got you off before dinner, how do you keep going like this?"
"It's easy in a house of hot women," I told her.
She softly laughed and pulled me in to kiss her. We made out slowly, tongues searching deep into each other, our hands caressing from head to neck and down our backs. She pushed me onto my back and continued to kiss me with her knees around my thigh, my other foot on the ground. Soon she pulled up and, looking down at me, whispered, "I think we can wait to have serious discussions."
Her hair cascaded down the sides of her head and landed just outside mine, forming a brown tunnel that led nowhere but her beautiful face. I savored the intimate sight before agreeing, "We can. Why don't we just have a wild summer before I have to go back to school?"
"Don't make me sad," she whispered with a teasing smile.
"You know I'll come back."
"Hopefully with lots of sexy adventures to tell me about."
"Mmm, you like thinking about that?"
"I love my daughter getting pleasured."
"What about getting used by an entire sorority house?"
"Oh you are naughty!" she groaned and gave me a hard kiss.
We continued making out and must have kept at it until we heard footsteps and giggling on the porch. "I think that's them!" my mom whispered.
She sat up but still straddling me, and I lifted onto an arm to see the front door. There was still sun but not a lot, so my mom and I must have been on the couch for a while. "Hi Mom," Polly said as she led Joy through the door. I could just see the black v-neck Polly was wearing from my low vantage point.
"Hi girls," Mom replied.
Joy came into better view, as did her loose grey top that showed off her enormous tits. "You two look like you're having fun," she said to me and my mom.
I tried to think of a witty or sexy response, but Polly said "Come on," to Joy as she pulled on her arm. "Oh, I guess we're going upstairs," Joy said looking back at my mom.
I watched Joy's black, mid-thigh skirt swing as they went up the stairs. Once they were out of sight, my mom said, "Well they're certainly not hiding anything."
"You want to go upstairs and listen?" I asked.
"Carly!" My mom lifted herself higher. "Give them some privacy."
"Oh come on," I complained, laying back. "We've both had sex with both of them at the same time. Two days ago. It's hardly an invasion."
"I haven't had sex with Joy," my mom pointed out.
"No," I said sarcastically. "You just let her suck your tit, and took turns making out with Polly with her. Oh, and you ate out your daughter while Joy face-sat her."
"She is a hot little minx," Mom said as if analyzing my recounting.
"And it's not like Polly hasn't masturbated to the sounds of us having sex," I pointed out.
"Alright let's go," my mom agreed.
She got up and moved at a pace that seemed unnaturally slow. I passed her and said, "Don't act like you aren't just as excited as they were." Then I trotted up the stairs and she followed me with a scoff.
I didn't hear anything at Polly's door, not that I leaned in or anything, and went straight to my mom's room and sat on her bed. She sat next to me and I asked, "So what do we do now?"
Mom laughed and hugged me. "This was your idea, silly," she reminded me.
I turned over and crawled up to the pillow I had been sleeping on - when I was sleeping - and put my shoulder blades against the headboard to prop myself up. "God they're so hot," I groaned, almost shouting the word "hot." "I wish I could be in there watching.
