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So there I sat, Stephanie on my lap, my dick still buried deep inside of her, and my mom walking over to us. I was too nervous to say anything. Mom nonchalantly approached us, Stephanie not saying anything either. But she didn't seem too bothered by the fact that mom was seeing her naked and in mid-fuck. My cock twitched in Stephanie's belly when mom came right up to us.
"You must be the nurse," mom said to Stephanie. "I wanted to thank you for coming over to take care of my son."
"My pleasure," Stephanie said, squeezing her vagina around me tightly before standing up. "I, uh...hope you don't mind that I added some extra therapy."
Mom smiled, glancing down at me. I remembered to breath finally, still not quite sure what mom's reaction would be.
"Actually, I'm glad. I was so worried that he might have another attack of pain while I was gone. That's why I came home early."
"Mom, I..." I tried to say something. "You're not mad, are you?"
"Of course not. I already knew she was giving you handjobs, didn't I?"
Stephanie held out her hand. "I'm Stephanie, by the way."
There was something strange about watching mom shake Stephanie's hand, since she was completely naked and had just fucked me. It was as if this was a casual meeting. Stephanie glanced down at me.
"I should clean you up."
Stephanie took some wipes from the supplies she brought and wiped my dick clean. She also cleaned her inner thighs where my cum had leaked out of her cunt.
"Well, since you're here," mom said, "would you like to stay for dinner? I thought we'd order a pizza."
Stephanie hesitated. "Are you sure? I don't want to intrude, especially under these odd circumstances."
"Nonsense, I think I should get to know the woman who's having sex with my son."
They both kind of laughed, but I was still stunned by everything that was happening. I had fucked my mom and a hot nurse and now we were all going to have dinner together. Stephanie helped me to the dining room table, since I was still in my casts, and then started to dress.
"Your shirt is all wet," mom said, seeing her smock with my cum stains. She smiled a bit devilishly. "Why don't we have some fun?"
Even after everything, those words still turned me on.
Mom ordered the pizza, and we all decided that Stephanie should answer the door naked when the pizza delivery guy came. So we sat around the table, me and Stephanie naked. Mom got us some drinks and unbuttoned her blouse to get more comfortable.
"You know, it's not fair that I have to answer the door naked," Stephanie said. "I think we should all be naked if I'm going to do that."
Mom nodded. "Okay, that's fair."
Mom stripped and sat naked with us at the table. Being at the table naked with two naked women was starting to get me hard again. Of course, when they saw this they first thought maybe I was going to have a pain attack. Honestly, I didn't think that would happen again, but I did enjoy the constant sex.
Just as Stephanie moved to my crotch, the doorbell rang. She stood and took a deep breath, and then excitedly hurried to the door with the money for the pizza. She glanced back at us, and then opened the door.
She gave a quick scream of embarrassment, and then hid behind the door. It wasn't the pizza guy, it was the paperboy collecting money. We all had a good laugh, and the paperboy, who couldn't be more than thirteen, froze at seeing a naked woman. Mom hurried to find her checkbook, and quickly wrote the paperboy a check, still in the nude. When she handed the check to him, she paused to give him a quick glance at her and then shut the door. She came back to the table laughing, Stephanie too, and they had to hold onto each other to keep from falling over. I thought I saw a hint of "friendly" touching between them, but I could have imagined it.
Just when we all calmed down, the doorbell rang again, and this time Stephanie looked through the peephole. She opened the door and bared herself fully to the pizza guy. He was dumbfounded, but had gone through the routine of delivering a pizza so many times that he took the pizza out of that big heating pouch they keep them in, handed it to Stephanie, and took the money all in one motion, still not saying anything. Stephanie winked at him and closed the door.
As we ate, we laughed about the expressions of the paperboy and the pizza guy. I myself was only eighteen, and we talked about how different I was now that I had fucked two women.
"You've gotten more pussy in these last few days than you know what to do with," mom joked.
She knew she had slipped up when she mentioned these last few days. Who else could I have fucked since my accident other than her or Stephanie? There was an odd silence for a while.