Note from author: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Chapter 10
It was Thursday and I had only a week or two to get myself ready for my course. There were books and stationery that I would need for the learning parts of my apprenticeship at the school I was attending in London as well as overalls, boots and safety gear to get for the practical parts of the course with machinery and tools.
I had arranged to swop my day off from Saturday to Thursday instead for that reason, so went into town to obtain all of the things I would need. I got to say, it was likely I was going to forget something, as I was incredibly distracted all day from the discussions with mother and Liz of the night before.
I caught the bus back late in the afternoon, loaded up with shopping, my mind focussed totally on what that night might bring. Lots of things were going through my head, good and the potential bad and how, if that happened, things might play out.
I got back to the house at 5.30 and went through to the kitchen. There was no one there but there was a note. It read 'Dearest Trey, Emm and Lila would love the pleasure of your company this evening. Please come over to Lila's at 7.30pm via the back door if you dare. Love, Emm and Lila xxx. P.S. Don't forget the mask'
There, on the table was the mask. This filled me with a bit of trepidation as the last time I had worn it, it was for Liz's rape fantasy and I had to say, although I enjoyed myself, it wasn't something I was particularly keen to revisit as it wasn't my sort of thing, not least with my mother.
However, I thought back to our conversation the night before and reasoned that my mother hadn't mentioned anything about sharing that type of fantasy but had said that she wanted to masks worn to separate us from the reality of who we were to each other. After I had reasoned it out, I felt more comfortable, not least that if I wanted to I thought, I could back out when I got there.
I went upstairs, had a bath and took some time to decide what I was going to wear. I finally decided that a plain shirt and trousers would be fine, but I would forgo the underwear in the expectation that it would only get in the way and delay things.
Time seemed to stand still as I watched the clock count down to 7.30 and at 7.25 I couldn't wait any longer, I collected the mask from the kitchen table and made my way over to Liz's house via the back garden.
The kitchen was empty when I got there, not a sound coming from anywhere. I donned the mask, adjusting it so it would not slip and made my way to the stairs.
"We're up here Trey." I heard Liz call softly down to me and my heart was hammering about what I would find when I got to her room.
I walked into Liz's bedroom and was struck dumb for a second. It was darkish as the curtains were closed but enough evening light was breaking through gaps as well as some subtle lamps to give my eyes enough to work with.
There, on the bed, was my mother, in a mask, wearing a blue girdle and bra set, same colour as the scarf I had given her yesterday and matching in style, the red one that was Liz's favourite, the one she had worn the first time we fucked. She had done her hair and make-up and her look was rounded off by black heels and stockings.
Liz was standing by her dressing table, wearing the same ensemble but with the red one of course and a matching mask and make up. Together they looked like sisters as I took in the view. For years after I would get hard just picturing them in my head dressed like this but at the time, it was almost magical.
"Oh Trey," whispered Liz sexily, "we've been waiting ALL day for you. How could you be so cruel to make us wait ALL day?"
"We have just been so bored that we didn't know what to do with ourselves." said my mother and with that, she stuck her hand suggestively down the front of her knickers.
"Now, now, Emm," said Liz striding over to the bed, "what did we agree?"
"That we would wait," said my mother in a sulky, kittenish voice "that Trey would tell us what to do when he arrived."
I realised that this little play had been set up for my benefit and that if I played my cards right, I could get them to do probably anything that evening.
Speaking for the first time I said, "You both had better come over here and undress me then." and with that, both women made their way in my direction.
They stood, one to each side of me and started running theirs hands up and over my chest. I let them, not touching them myself. Patience I told myself, patience.
I felt Liz quickly undo the buttons of my shirt and then it was off me, both of them moved closer in and I had one in one arm and one in the other.
I moved to kiss my mother and she lifted her head towards me. Our lips met and our kiss grew from a tender one to us exchanging tongues.
I moved to do the same to Liz and I felt one of them undo the buttons on my fly. Finally, the weight of the garment lost its argument with gravity and they dropped to the floor.
I heard an intake of breath from my mother as she realised I didn't have briefs on and my manhood was there in all its glory.
Finally, I let my hands start to wander over their bodies, one hand on each, giving them equal attention. My mother's ass felt especially delicious as I groped her hungrily.
Liz moaned into my mouth as I touched her bra enclosed tit and I knew she was very turned on. She must be soaking I thought as I resisted the urge to run my hands down to her knickers to check.
My mothers' hand couldn't resist any longer and I felt her fingers wrap themselves around my cock with a vice like grip. She was shaking from undertaking this act, likely knowing that conventionally it was forbidden but her excitement and body overriding the reasoning behind it.
I didn't want to come too soon though and so I broke my kiss with Liz and said to her dominantly, "I want to see you fuck her."
Liz stepped back and walked sexily behind my mother. I saw her hands appear under my mothers armpits and run their way across her torso, massaging her breasts through the material of the bra and then down over her girdle towards her pussy. Liz ran her hands forward, then down, snagging the sides of her knickers and removed them in front of me to present a newly trimmed pussy, exactly as Liz usually did hers.
My mother arched herself backwards, and Liz made her way back up and started kissing her neck and shoulders, mother silently worshipping the attention she was getting, her own hands now transferred from me to Liz's groin area.
I took the chair from Liz's dressing table, placed it strategically for the best view and sat down as they made their way over to the bed.
Liz and my mother clambered up onto the bed, kneeling in opposition as they started to touch one another. They started to kiss, first gently and then more aggressively. Liz reached round and undid mothers bra and removed it and my mother then did the same.
If I was a virgin and hadn't seen the amount of action I had done over the past week, I would have come on the spot I thought.
Liz brought her face down to mothers tit, both of their nipples on stalks, and took mothers left breast in her mouth and sucked suggestively on her nipple. My mother moaned and said "Oh Lila." softly and moved her hand towards Liz's knicker covered groin.
"Oh god." Liz murmured deeply as my mother ran her finger up Liz's lace covered slit. I was silently rubbing myself at this point, not wanting to get too turned on so that I came but not being able to avoid the erection that I had.
"I want to see you eat each other." I ordered, knowing that the faster I moved this along, the faster I would be in one of them.
"Wait" I said before they moved, "I want to see you both." and got up and moved the full length mirror that sat in the corner of the room so it was behind the bed and I could see both sides.
Liz collapsed onto her back, her head towards me at the edge of the bed and my mother removed Liz's knickers, tossing them onto the bedroom floor. She then proceeded to swing a leg over Liz's face, and I was presented with a first-class view of her ass and pussy. I checked the mirror and saw my mothers mask covered face dip and her tongue appear, giving Liz's pussy a long stroke.
"Jeeeesssssuuussss." Liz hissed as she wrapped her hands over the top of mothers hips and pulled her ass cheeks apart.
Mother moaned as she felt Liz's own tongue on her and Liz started sucking on her clit now with abandon. Then, she took her tongue, firmed it up and started to fuck mother's pussy with it. I took note of that one to try another time as my mother seemed to love it. They worked at each other for a few minutes, moaning their appreciation for the oral pleasure each of them was deriving out of it.
I couldn't take much more and worked my way over to the decadent sight that lay before me. I stood, cock in hand and held it just behind mothers ass and over Liz's head. She could see from close up that a simple push and I would be inside her but my mother however, was head down, concentrating on Liz so wasn't expecting it.
I waited for a second of this to register with Liz and I moved forward, parting my mothers pussy lips and returning to my place of origin.
"Oooohhhhhhh, fuuuuuccccckkk Trey!" mother gasped as she felt my cock enter her and push past half way in a single stroke "That's so big!"
