My Mother's Nylons

My Mother's Nylons - Chapter Fifteen

Author's Note

Hiya! This is Josie.

Big Reveal!

Yep, Josie from My Mother's Nylons is a real person. And she's me!

I'm one-half of the pair of authors (along with my writing partner Alex) working under the pen name OrbitalCruiser. Alex and I thought it would be great fun if I could be a character in one of our stories. The physical and personality descriptions of Josie in My Mother's Nylons are modeled after me, right down to the flaming red hair and my gorgeous perfect tits (not bragging - they cost me plenty). The physical descriptions of me are accurate IRL, even if I did allow Alex to lay on the sexy parts a bit thick. Alex insists the descriptions are accurate, so who am I to argue?

There's a headshot of me in my Author's Profile, as soon as the Literotica moderators approve it.

The love of nylons that infuse all my stories is my own. Anna's cedar chest full of used nylons - that's mine. Her closet is modeled after mine too (though it isn't exactly magic, like Anna's). I'm never without nylons from Gio Stockings of England, particularly the Harmony Point and Charleston heels, or Cervin of Paris. I wear them at work, I wear them shopping, on dates, lounging around at home. I wear them to bed.

I write most (but not all, see Scarlett) of my stories from a male POV. That's my choice because 1) it's a writing challenge for me, pushing my creative in ways I've not done in my commercial fiction; and 2) it makes me horny. Can't explain it. It just does.

I know I said this would be the last chapter, but there were simply too many threads to tie off. So I had to split the conclusion into two parts. Don't worry, the second part is in final draft form, so it'll be out soon!

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End of Chapter 14

Josie leaned over the banquette, her phone to her ear. "Hailey, honey, where are you?"

As far as I knew, this was the first time Hailey had surfaced since I revealed the secret of my relationship with Anna and Erika.

It was also about the only reason Josie would break her kiss with Anna to answer her phone.

"Okay honey," Josie said. "Why don't you come over and we can talk about it? Okay?" Josie listened for a moment and nodded. "Thirty minutes. See you then."

Josie ended the call and let the phone clatter onto the table.

"Better get dressed ladies. You too Danny."

"How was she?" I asked.

"She's confused. Not as upset as I thought she might be. She's hasn't answered my calls so I thought she was mad, but she sounded okay."

Nobody moved.

Leave it to Erika to say what everyone was thinking. "Hey Jose," she said, looking at Anna. "Think it's time we gave her a tour of your closet?"

Everyone looked at each other warily.

Josie shrugged. "It's time she had a good look into my world."

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Chapter 15

Anna, Erika, Audra and I sat around the upholstered U-shaped banquette built into one corner of Anna's open kitchen.

After Hailey had called, the women piled into Anna's bedroom to change into more street-worthy clothing. It was easy for me - a t-shirt and a pair of jeans and I was good to go.

I skipped the shower for now. There wasn't enough time and besides, I didn't want to wash away the scent of Audra that clung to me like a second skin.

Of course the women emerged looking spectacular. No makeup, just simple sexy clothes. Anna wore a short wraparound silk dress cut a few inches above the knee. Audra picked out a white blouse and a cute flouncy silk miniskirt that looked like it could have come from Josie's closet. Josie delighted me with a tight low-cut black cashmere summer sweater and a very short black leather skirt (my favorite). Erika, as usual, ramped it up with a skin-tight white tank top and skimpy jean shorts.

Each of the women wore nylons, of course, each wearing something befitting their style and personality. Anna wore her customary fully-fashioned back-seamed English Gio nylons with long harmony-point heel stitching running several inches up the back of her calf. Josie wore a gorgeous pair of Couture "Simply Bare" 15 denier glossy pantyhose. I loved Audra's choice of Cervin BJ "Little Gem" 15 denier stay ups, while Erika, ever the show off, made her legs shine like a beacon in fabulous Cecilia de Rafael Eterno 20 ultra gloss oil-shine pantyhose.

Coupling oily nylons with the tiny jean shorts and way-too-small tank, Erika easily won the dress-like-a-slut contest. She looked absolutely delicious.

While we waited, Anna and Josie sat tight together in the banquette, while Audra and I sat side by side across the table from them. Erika took the end. My mother and Josie held hands periodically, although at times their hands disappeared under the table.

"Whaddaya think's on Hailey's mind?" Erika asked.

"Might it have something to do with her learning the man having sex with her mother is also fucking his own mother and sister?" I said it lightly, but Erika didn't smile.

Erika is head-over-heels in lust over both of them. I can see it in her eyes. Her voice cracks when she's in the presence of either Josie or Hailey. Of course mother and daughter are nearly dead ringers for each other, except for a few years. Time has been extremely generous with Josie. At a quick glance, a casual observer would have trouble distinguishing mother from daughter.

"It's okay Erika," Audra said, breaking in before I could say anything. "Danny explained all of that."

"Seriously, Audra? You think that makes it all go away?" Erika's eyes blazed.

Under the table, Audra curled her fingers around my inner thigh and gave it a light squeeze. "I've got a lot to lose here too, Erika. It's not every day the man you're sleeping with tells you the women you're both fucking are his mother and sister. Don't get me wrong, I love what we have together. I'm just saying that it had to come out some time. Don't you think?"

"Fuck," my sister said. "Yeah, obviously. But I wanted it to, to..."

"You wanted to be the one to tell her?" I said.

Erika blew out a deep breath and slumped into the padded cushions. "Yeah," she said under her breath. "I guess."

Anna leaned forward. "None of us was strong enough to tell Audra and Josie the truth except Danny. And it was the right thing. Audra, you and Josie deserved better from all of us." Josie rubbed Anna's arm, then leaned over and kissed her bare shoulder.

Anna reached over the table, took Audra's hand in both of hers and gazed deeply into her eyes. "I'm sorry. I know you've forgiven Danny. I hope you'll forgive me too. And Erika, for that matter. We love - I love having you here. What we have together."

Josie smiled and kissed Anna's ear. Anna turned to her and Josie smiled. "I love being here with you, baby."

The buzzer sounded. Hailey was here.

When she entered, we all hugged and welcomed her back. Erika gave her a big sloppy kiss and Josie hugged her long and hard.

We gave Josie and Hailey privacy to talk in the living room. Hailey sat in one of the easy chairs. She'd pulled it up to the corner of the couch where Josie sat so they could sit at right angles to each other, close enough for their knees to touch. They leaned over, forearms on their thighs, and spoke together in tones too low for us to hear.

Erika kept glancing over at the pair in the living room, as if trying to gauge Hailey's attitude. Was she angry? Hurt? Curious?

***

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted movement in the living room. Josie and Hailey had stood and were stepping into a full-body hug.

Forgiveness?

The two parted and Josie took Hailey's hand and led her to the kitchen. To us.

Hailey met my gaze without blinking.

I wondered if she would see my side of this, how all of this had come to pass. How I was literally seduced (willingly and thankfully) by my mother. How my long-lost sister parachuted into our life and turned out to be the sexiest person I've ever laid eyes on. And how she made it abundantly clear she'd hungered for me like a starving fox. How her mother, gorgeous, sexy Josie, would not take no for an answer, begging to be plundered until I wrenched orgasm after orgasm out of her needy body.

And of course Audra. Stunning, incredible, sexy, voracious, powerful, insatiable, romantic, loving Audra.

Would Hailey see there was no path left for me but surrender? No choice but to learn from Anna, experience with Erika, find joy with Josie?

Fall in love with Audra.

My love for Anna is deep and everlasting. We have a connection that will never be broken. I dearly hope we will be bedmates to the end of time. I love her so much.

I've come to terms with my feeling for Erika. I love her, of course. But I must admit, I lust for her more. She has an inner sexuality that bursts forth, swamping all in her path. Like Anna's Louboutin's, Erika is "sex on wheels" and she's opened her heart to me. She's fucked a hoard of men but in the cold light of day after a night we spent together last month, she bared her soul, revealing no man can fully sate her sexually like me.

After she and I met, Josie took her life back. She divorced her unresponsive husband, moved to New York, landed a partnership with her legal firm. Opened herself sexually. Josie has expressed her romantic, undying love for me. I too love her romantically and sexually. Josie is fun, joyful, sexy, romantic, gorgeous. She calls me her Obie (my last name is O'Brien) and she loves me.

Audra.

No objective observer would ever connect the two of us. Audra's thirty-six, I'm twenty. She's independent, successful, lusted after wherever she walks, once the Ice Queen of Albany, now separated from inhibitions powered by a sexless marriage, free to open herself to new adventures, to a new sexual awakening. To me.

I feel weak when Audra enters the room. Short of breath. In awe. Where an icy beauty once stood, a pure sexual dynamo now reigns.

So perhaps I might be forgiven. For in the presence of such a glamorous pheromonic attack, loved and in love with so many stunning, sensual, loving women, might the daughter of one of them forgive me and her mother for falling in love?

"Are we good?" I said to Hailey.

She nodded. "I get it."

She gets it. Those three words summarize my life with these four glorious women. We love each other unreservedly. We laugh, sometimes so hard we're rolling on the floor. We have deep conversations; we learn from each other; we take strength from each other; we long for each other when absent. We listen, we learn, we feel.

We fuck. Oh sweet Lilith, do we fuck.

So yeah.

We all just get it.

The odd thing (and maybe it's not so strange when I think about it), is that while Hailey

is

Josie in most every way - a near dead ringer for her mother, only seventeen years younger - I have no sexual designs on her. Oh sure, if she and I were together in isolation, like at school, something could easily have developed. I mean, she

is

gorgeous and she's great to be with.

But my heart is already full. My bed is crowded.

Hailey still has issues to resolve. Therefore, so does Josie. Hailey admitted to me she sees her mother in a whole new light since Josie's transformation. In a weak moment I guess, Hailey told me she masturbates to the image of her newly-transformed mother.

I wondered if Hailey had revealed even a hint of that truth to Josie just now. What a revelation that would be! They stood there together, gorgeous, red hair as rich and bright as a setting sun, both smiling and happy.

They were clinging together in ways I'd never before seen.

Erika saw it too. The first time Erika had laid eyes on Josie, she nearly had an orgasm in her seat. When Erika and Anna lured Josie into Anna's magic closet, even from behind that closed door I could feel the tendrils of lust enveloping the three of them, squeezing them together, drawing them irresistibly into Anna's gigantic bed, enflaming their brains and driving their bodies together for an endless night of screaming, wrenching, orgasmic sex.

Wish I'd been in there.

My sister is so in lust with Josie and Hailey, it's palpable. Erika's desire is like a solid thing. You can almost touch it, squeeze it, kiss it, revere it. Be absorbed by it. Erika's the only one who's had sex with every person in this apartment.

So it was no surprise when Erika made the first move. "Hey Jose, why don't we give Hailey a tour of Anna's closet?"

Josie looked doubtful. She wasn't quite there yet. But she was thinking about it.

Anna took Hailey's hand.

"I love that you're wearing nylons now Hailey. How would you like to see my collection?"

"You wouldn't believe the things she's got in there," Erika said. "Not just nylons, though her drawer of Cervins and Gio's makes my pussy wet. Wait 'til you see her shoes."

"Shoes?" Hailey said, her voice rising hopefully. "You've got some nice shoes?"

That was it. Erika slid out of the banquette and grabbed Hailey's hand. "Come on Red, time for the adventure of your life."

Hailey turned and gifted us with a tentative smile. It was fleeting, as Erika was already pulling her towards Magic Land. Hailey turned and followed in quick steps behind her.

"I need to see this," Josie said to Anna. "Come on, baby, let's give her the tour."

Anna kissed the air towards me and winked. My heart quickened as I smiled back. Anna's puckered crimson lips always make me swoon.

In a moment, the four women disappeared into Anna's rooms and the door closed with an audible 'click', leaving me alone with Audra.

Immediately, Audra took my hand and led me to the couch, gesturing for me to sit. She stood before me where I had a fantastic view of her stunning legs.

Like all the women, Audra had prepared for Hailey's arrival by changing out of her usual lounge-around outfit of lingerie and nylons into something more 'street worthy'. Being an executive in a major fashion and cosmetics firm, she has a huge wardrobe. Each piece she has carefully selected to complement one or more parts of her extreme sexuality.

Audra ties Anna for having the sexiest, most gorgeous legs on the planet. She's six feet tall and her legs are long, lean objects of pure sex, with womanly muscle in all the right places. I love how her calf muscles flex as she walks, the long gap between her slender thighs, the Toblerone triangle just below her pussy. Audra can stop traffic in midtown New York just by walking down the sidewalk in a miniskirt, fully fashioned seamed nylons and heels.

Right after I told Audra her legs enslave my brain, she shortened her skirts, raised her heels, and invested in vast troves of luxury nylons. Some of her skirts are so short her hemlines are several inches above the tabletops of the restaurants we frequent. She flaunts them for me whenever she gets a chance. She even knows how the silky

swish

sound her nylons make when she crosses her legs drive me crazy with lust. She manages to cross and recross her legs far more frequently than she needs to. She knows what she's doing.

Around the house, even in casual shorts or sleepwear, Audra is never without nylons. For the past couple of months, she's been leaving a considerable portion of her wardrobe here.

Today she's wearing a flouncy silk micro miniskirt that looked like it could have come from Josie's wardrobe. The skirt was barely long enough to cover the shadow welts of her chocolate brown ultra-sheer Cervin stay up nylons. I recognized the Harmony Point heel, one of my favorites, gracing the back of her calves. The black seams ran from her open-toed heels up the backs of her legs, disappearing beyond the hemline of her tiny skirt.

"You're such a slut," she said to me. Her comment was probably something to do with me staring at twelve inches of smooth, flawless thigh facing me at eye level.

I looked up at her and grinned. "Can't help it honey. You know what your legs do to me."

She flopped onto the couch and edged her hips close beside me, putting her arm around the back of the couch behind my head. She was wearing a plain white blouse with several buttons left open at the front, no bra. Her glorious cleavage strained against the remaining buttons. I slipped finger between her firm cleavage and caressed the side of one of her breasts gently. She scooted even closer to me and smiled.

Audra crossed her legs towards me with that audible

swish

and flipped her waist-length platinum blonde hair, draping much of it behind my head and over my shoulder.

I love it when she does that. It's her sexy way to bring me into her most intimate space.

She brought her lips close to mine and paused to look into my eyes. Her ruby mouth was so close when she spoke I could feel her lips moving across my own.

"Are you okay being left out of there, baby?"

I thought about what must be happening inside Anna's closet right now, and how that would go. Sure, a part of me would kill to be in there. But then, here I am with this goddess. This woman I love so dearly.

"I love being here with you, my love."

She pressed her lips to mine and with her hand on the back of my head, held me there for a long, deep kiss. Her lips were soft and full and moist, and she kissed me as a woman kisses her greatest love. Long, sweet, reverential. When she broke the kiss, her long narrow tongue lanced out and licked my nose, her trademark gesture, for me alone, of her affection and ownership.

I was overwhelmed by her love and her beauty. I leaned in for another kiss, but she put an index finger on my lips.

Something's on her mind. She licked her lips and smiled. "I noticed a wooden chair in the third bedroom. One without arms?"

"Uh huh. Erika uses it as a stool to reach high in her closet."

"Do me a favor lover and change into pajama bottoms for me. Okay?"

"Wha..."

"Just do it, then come see me in the third bedroom."

Audra uncrossed her legs and stood. She held out her hand and I took it. Leaning back for leverage, she pulled on my arm, coaxing me off of the couch. Smiling sweetly, she disappeared into the third bedroom. I joined her a couple of minutes later. She stood by the door as I entered the bedroom, edging past her in the threshold.

With a gentle smile and a wave of her hand, she beckoned me to sit in the chair.

In the chair I was at eye level with her flouncy silk miniskirt. Her long lean thighs beckoned me like a siren call. She was still wearing stilettos.

Audra stood above me, her legs straddling my knees. The sheen of her luxury nylons reflected off the dim light coming from the living room, drawing me irresistibly to caress the outside of her thighs, from her knees to under her skirt, where I massaged her firm, round bum. She stepped forward until the silk hemline brushed my nose and her thighs pressed in against my ribs. For a moment it seemed she had thought of a new way for me to lick her pussy to orgasm. Of course I was game for that.

With Audra standing above me so close like this, her legs had the predictable effect on my cock. She reached down inside the waistband of my PJ's, grabbed my dick and poked it through the hole in the front. She gave it a couple of fist strokes for good measure.

"Why don't we take it to the bed honey?" I said.

She shook her head. "Let's just stay here for a while. I want to talk to you. Is that okay?"

I nodded. Interesting. She has an unusual way of setting up a conversation.

She stepped back, reached under her skirt, and pulled off a tiny pair of satin pink panties, letting them slide down her legs to her feet. Stepping out of them, she again straddled my legs. Her skirt hiked up high on her thighs where I could see the welts of her luxury stay up nylons. No garters today.