In the previous chapters, Jenna and Cindy, mother and daughter, respectively, registered for dancing classes at my studio. Jenna's voluptuous body created an unexpected reaction in my body, eventually leading to our intimate encounter. She asked me to keep it a secret. The secret did not last due to Cindy's marriage falling apart. She returned to live with her mother, and we told her about our relationship. Cindy's vulnerable situation and crush on me pushed us together. Our first sexual encounter was a success.
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Cindy and I slept the night in my bed. She woke up early and I didn't see her in the room. I searched for her and found her swimming laps in the pool. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and shaved. I wore my Speedo and joined her in the cool water.
She noticed me when she turned around at the pool's edge. She laughed, "Lazy boy, are you always that late to wake up?"
"Honey, it's the weekend. Why hurry?"
She stood up at the shallow end and I realized she was topless. She glanced at me mischievously. Her breasts looked beautiful - It was a sunny day, and the water droplets on her tits glittered like small diamonds surrounding 2 large round tourmalines that tempted me. I swam toward her, lifted her chin, kissed her softly, and said, "When you are topless in the water, you are irresistible. The only difference between you in the water and Botticelli's famous painting, The Birth Of Venus, is that your hair is dark."
She smirked, "Are you telling me you wish to have sex with Venus?"
I decided to play her game, "Yes! If she were here, I'd try to seduce her in front of your eyes and go to bed with her."
"Jerome, it would have been a great show. Would you have let me watch it?"
"How would you react seeing me having sex with ANOTHER woman?"
"You are not my husband so I do not own you. When the two of us did it, my eyes were closed and my brain was on steroids, so I didn't have any visual of the action. I think I would have liked to see you perform a bed dance..."
I stared into her eyes, "Cindy, would you like to watch me having sex with... Jenna?"
She blushed and lowered her head. She whispered, "You doing it with Mom is very different..."
I hugged her and blurted, "It IS different, but if the 3 of us stay under the same roof, sooner or later, the 3rd person will have an opportunity to peek at the other 2."
Cindy, with her face still red, mumbled, "Jerome, you seem to be interested in me seeing the two of you having sex, aren't you?"
"Call me a pervert if you wish, but tell me how do you see us living in the same house, closing the door each time we feel the urge to have an intimate moment, and making loud sounds that the 3rd person can hear?... Isn't it better to be open about it and not put restrictions?"
Cindy shut her eyes. She was thinking. Her face looked very cute. I could not resist and French kissed her. Initially, her lips just caved to my demands, but a moment later, her body clung to mine and her tongue penetrated my mouth. My palm found her young perky breast and massaged it lightly.
All of a sudden, her mouth left mine, and she murmured, "Jerome, you are not fair. How can I think of a logical solution to our dilemma if you make me horny?"
I grinned, "I am helping you think positively... Cindy, you once told me you envied your Mom's tits. Now, tell me the truth, if you were aroused, wouldn't you want to watch them sway? Being tweaked? Being sucked? Or perhaps to touch these beauties yourself?..."
Cindy's face blushed one more time, "Jerk, you aroused me, and now that my brain wishes to go to bed, you mention sexual scenarios."
"Honey, one more thing - If you recall, during our sex, you needed something in your mouth. Wouldn't you like it to be Jenna's succulent nipple?"
Cindy's hand moved to my half-erect pecker and squeezed it hard, "Jerome, enough talk, I am too wet down there, and it has nothing to do with pool water. Fuck me!"
"Take off your bottom part. I intend to mount you right here, in the pool."
She stared at me pleadingly, "Please, don't do it here; I need to be well lubricated to accommodate your giant rod. The water in the pool makes it impossible."
"Not true, dear." Next, I lifted her and placed her sitting on the wall's edge. I spread her legs, and a short time later, my face was buried in her cunt, licking, sucking, and munching on her labia and clitoris. Barely a minute had passed, and her body began to quiver. I lowered her to the water, turned her around to face the wall, and shoved my pole into her drenched pussy. She gasped and started whimpering. I inserted my thumb into her mouth, letting her suck it. I continued pounding her mercilessly and whispered in her ear, "Wouldn't you like to suck on a tasty nipple instead of my thumb?"
She removed my thumb, and screamed, "Yes, damn you, YES!"
Her shaking increased tremendously. She leaned her head on the edge to stabilize herself and was screaming her lungs out. My own climax was on the way, and I switched to the highest speed. A few seconds later my cock released a gallon of cum into her body.
The cool water helped my penis shrivel fast and slide outside her pussy. I stood behind her, gently caressing her shoulders, moving to her back and then tummy. Cindy's head was still against the wall's edge. My unruly hands proceeded up and met her firm tits.
I pinched them lightly, and she jolted, "Jerome, what are you doing to me? I came like gangbusters, and seconds later, you arouse me again! Don't you want to rest before making me want you again?"
I chuckled, "Your body is very sexy, and in the water, it's simply too tempting. If you weren't so attractive, I'd let you rest..."
She turned to me and kissed me gently, "You are the most dangerous man for me. You know how to make me weak in the knees and cave to your demands. How can I refuse anything you want when you hardly touch me and my cunt starts feeling hungry again?..."
I held her face lovingly, "Honey, I am serious now. I wish for us three to feel comfortable with each other everywhere - On a trip, in a restaurant, and in bed. The only exception I'd agree to is being on the toilette, but my dream is to keep all the doors open most of the time and allow... let me rephrase it, encourage, mingling every time possible."
Cindy gazed at me, "So you don't want me just to watch. What you are saying is you want me to take part in the action. Jerome, put yourself in my place; You don't just want me to have sex with another woman, but... my mother!"
"You are an adult now. Didn't you notice Jenna acts as your same-age-relative rather than your mother? Both of you are gorgeous women, and I have sex with the two of you, separately - You are now in the same category. Doesn't it sound logical to break artificial moral codes and enjoy while we can? You told me you thought she was attractive and she thinks the same about you..."
She hesitated for a long moment before answering, "I get your logic. But the mental and emotional barriers are high... We may need to be drunk to try it."
I kissed Cindy, "You are right. It is a good idea to have calm nerves before the first step. Today is my 10-year anniversary of opening my dance studio. We are going to drink to that. Since I spent the last 24 hours with you, Jenna would like me to be with her tonight. I'll leave the door ajar and signal to you when to enter. You'll sit on the nearby chair and watch us. You do not have to join if you choose not to, but don't fight it if you wish to do it."
She whispered, "Mom will kill me when she sees me entering the door."
"No, she won't. She closes her eyes each time we have sex. I am not sure if she feels more pleasure that way or if she fantasizes about Tom Cruise, but it doesn't matter. In any case, when Jenna is very aroused, she behaves like you - Everything goes. I wouldn't worry about her reaction to you there. Once her brain grasps your presence, she may be slower to do things but that's all."
"Jerome, you better be right. As I said before, I prefer to die than hurt my mother!"
I lifted her in my arms and carried her into the kitchen, "It's time for breakfast. You take stuff from the fridge and arrange the table. I'll make the coffee and eggs. How would you like your eggs?"
"Scrambled." Cindy brought the plates and utensils and placed 2 pieces of bread in the toaster. She watched me preparing the eggs, and could not hide her surprise, "Honey, you'll be the ideal mate - Handsome, kind, feels at home in the kitchen, likes to dance, fantastic sex partner. How come you are not hitched yet?"
I smiled, "How am I supposed to choose between you and Jenna?"
She grinned, "TouchΓ©!"
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Cindy was showering when my phone rang. "Hello?"