Stepmom And Her Sister Play

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Ashley suspected that her eighteen year old stepson Preston might be lying when he told her and his father that he was too sick to go to school. She remembered senior ditch day from her own high school days and felt pretty certain that's all this was. Preston would fake being sick until the parents had left for work, then he'd slip out to spend all day goofing off with his friends.

She had a trick up her own sleeve. Ashley's sister, Holly who was two years her junior, was a nurse at the county hospital. Holly worked four days on and three off, and Ashley was aware that today was one of her days off. She called Holly to have her come round and do a legit checkup on Preston--who insisted that people should call him "Stone" though that never had caught on--and she herself called out sick from work to stay and make her stepson go to school once Holly confirmed he was well.

Ashley waited in the living room with anticipation and a smirk. Once Holly arrived, she quietly explained her suspicion and then went to Preston's room. Throwing open the door without knocking, as she was keen to catch him unawares in his lie, the mid-thirties ladies were surprised to see the eighteen year old boy laid out naked on his bed, back against the wall, with his laptop computer atop the pillow beside him and a pair of full coverage gaming headphones on his ears. He was furiously stroking his penis while watching porn and did not notice them enter.

Holly swept a wisp of red hair back over one ear and gave a sideways glance to Ashley. "Does he do this a lot?"

"First time I've seen it."

"Hasn't he got a girlfriend?"

"I thought he was going with Susie, but now that I think of it, he hasn't mentioned her for a while." Moving to shut the door between them and her stepson, Ashley said, "We probably shouldn't be watching this."

"I sort of like it. He's kind of cute and he's got a beefy prick." She strained to see what was on the laptop's screen and commented that it looked like two girls sixty-nining. "Until he sees us, what's the harm in just watching? Then when he does notice us, we'll have a priceless memory of how he reacts."

Ashley turned her face toward her sister and saw that Holly was sucking the tip of one finger. "Christ, are you turned on?"

"Aren't you? There's no blood between you." Then she strode confidently into the room and into Preston's field of view.

"Holy fucking shit!" he blurted. He slapped at the laptop's keyboard which pushed the device tumbling off the bed to the laminate floor while he simultaneously bucked his hips and grabbed frantically for the sheets to pull over himself. His headphones also went flying as his wild flailing knocked them off his ears. "Why are you here?" Then glancing to Holly's right he saw his stepmother standing just inside his room. "How long have you been there?"

"Long enough to see everything," commented Holly stepping up beside his bed and bending forward while showing a toothy grin. She bent to retrieve his laptop which, despite its hard fall, was still playing the video he had been watching. She held it at an angle where she and Ashley could both see.

"What a nasty boy you are," stated Ashley. "Do you enjoy watching women make love to each other?"

Preston held his top sheet over his lap with one hand and his pillow on top of that with the other. He thought of denying everything but realized that if he'd managed to exit out of the video before knocking over the laptop then maybe he could play dumb but not now, then thought of saying it was the first time he'd ever watched porn, but that still wouldn't cover for what they had definitely seen. He took in a deep breath through his nose and manned up, admitting, "Yeah, it's hot."

Ever the nurse, Holly touched the young man's forehead and then his cheek to confirm he had no fever, then she had a thought and grinned again. "What about nurse videos? Do you like watching naughty nurses?"

"Umm, yes?" Preston answered with a rise at the end which made it sound more like a question.

"Wouldn't you rather," she said, then paused to undo the top few buttons of her white blouse, "see real women?" He stared with his mouth open as she continued down the row of buttons, popping each one out of its hole until he could see her little cotton bra. Soon enough both women stood before him in only their bras and panties. His stepmom's boobs were slightly more round than her sister's but both were pert and perky. Holly's bra was solid cotton and strapless, with a clasp in front, while Ashley's was lacy and delicate with shoulder straps. He also saw that Ashley's panties were sheer in front and showed a full mound of curly short hairs while Holly's panties were a solid bikini style and cut high on the sides to reveal more thigh.

"And now we know you like to watch girls with other girls," Ashley teased, stepping behind her sister and reaching around to jiggle her breasts before unhooking Holly's bra and pulling it away. Holly instinctively raised her arms to cover her chest while turning her head to look back in surprise at her elder sister, then relaxed and proudly displayed her breasts to the young man. She then walked around Ashley and unhooked her bra in back before sliding its straps down Ashley's arms. Holly then playfully returned the favor of jiggling her sister's breasts while Preston looked on with his mouth still agape.

Ashley struck a pose for her stepson, placing her hands on her hips with one hip raised slightly higher and facing off to the side as if looking at something in the distance. She then smiled and turned her attention back to him. She knelt onto his bed, shuffled across on her knees then turned and sat with her back also against the wall, pressed herself against his right arm and reached up with her left hand behind him to lightly ruffle his short-cropped golden hair. She then pulled away the pillow Preston had been holding over his lap. "We won't need this here," she breathed against his ear. Her breath was hot and moist and her tone alluring.

Holly was a few seconds behind her and pressed herself against his left arm and began tugging away his bed sheet which he still clutched tightly, so it took a few light but insistent pulls to convince him to release his grasp.

After the mortification of being caught wanking by his thirty-five year old stepmother and her thirty-three year old sister, Preston's cock had quickly deflated and hidden itself away. Now with these lovely ladies in nothing but panties pressing against him, it began to stiffen.

Ashley asked her sister, "As a nurse, what's your expert opinion of this young man's condition?"

"Well," Holly said and then paused, reaching with her left hand to grip his penis which instantly doubled in stiffness and grew out to its full six inch length, "there's no sign of physical illness, his autonomic response is strong, and I would say that it's quite normal for a young man of his age, who has maybe gone a while without a girlfriend, to show an interest in such material." She then ran her right hand down his back, letting her fingertips and nails trace his spine, down the dip in the small of his back and across to firmly squeeze his left buttock. This series of sensations and the unexpected outcome produced a spasm in his extremities, causing him to hop and to reach out blindly for something to grab hold of, which in the case of Holly to his left with her arm across his front gripping his cock wound up being her upper arm and in the case of Ashley to his right was her right breast.

Ashley feigned shock and shouted, "Oh! Nasty boy; grabbing your mom's tits!" He shrank back into himself, snapping his arms against his chest and his eyes widened in fear and confusion. "No no," Ashley said in a lower and more even tone while pulling his hand back onto her breast, "I didn't say stop."

Preston was having real difficulty decoding this situation. Did she want him to fondle her or not? Was it alright to even want to fondle his dad's wife, who had acted as mother to him throughout his formative teenage years? He did like her wavy shoulder length auburn hair, her unusual amber eyes, the swell of her breasts beneath whatever top she normally wore--and oh hells yes even moreso now that they were bared to him and she was actively holding his hand to them--and he had always felt comfort in the sound of her voice.

Continuing to massage Preston's butt with one hand under him, Holly began to slowly stroke his cock with long pulls from its base to the tip and back down to begin again.

Having convinced her stepson to keep his hand on her breast, Ashley licked the fingers of her right hand and lowered them between his thighs to massage his scrotum. His thighs parted, giving her easier access, and she rolled his balls lovingly between her fingers.

"Do you like that, sweetie?" she asked, so close to his ear that he felt the heat and the moisture of her breath more than hearing the words. He nodded. His mouth was utterly dry, not sure why this was happening and still not sure it was right, but knowing more than he had ever known anything that he absolutely never wanted it to end.

"Hey Stone!" Molly called sharply from his left side. He turned his face toward her and she leaned forward to kiss him on the lips. She smiled at feeling his young cock twitch in her grasp and continued the kiss for as long as she could.

"That's MY stepson," Ashley contested, and slid one silky smooth leg over his and pressed a breast against his chest in order to get her face in front of his. She began with a tight lipped kiss but soon parted her deep pink painted lips and teased his with the tip of her tongue tracing the outline of his mouth. He parted his lips to breathe and to moan, and she locked on, forcing her tongue inside his mouth. Meanwhile her leg on top was rubbing up and down his own.

Preston's cell phone, out of reach on the desk beside his bed, began to play music. He recognized it immediately as the ringtone he had set for when either his father or stepmother called. Despite all of them glancing toward it, they let it play its repeating loop in the background for a couple of minutes while continuing to play with each other until his dad hung up or it went to voicemail.

Soon both women were playfully fighting over who would kiss him, and they left him very breathless as they took turns locking lips and tongue wrestling with him. This led further to them fighting over who got to jack him off and who could play with his balls. They became more and more competitive and it was beginning to almost hurt having his cock pulled to the left and to the right like someone frantically playing an old style arcade video game, but even that didn't last long as Holly said, "Fuck this, you can have his mouth" to her sister, gathered her legs under her and bent over Preston's lap, slurping his cock into her mouth.

Upon seeing her sister go down on her stepson, Ashley decided she was going to have some of that, too. The sisters coaxed Preston onto his back in the middle of the bed with one of them crouched down at either side, and they went back to yanking his cock this way and that, just now with the added touch of their drooling mouths sliding up and down the length of it. They took turns seeing who could go down on him the farthest and then once both had taken him all the way to his base who could keep him down the longest before starting to choke and needing to come up for air.

Preston was grunting as he struggled mightily to not cum. He never wanted this moment to end.

His phone started up again with the same ringtone as before. Ashley rose up, letting his cock slip from her mouth and a veritable bucket load of saliva which had been building up behind her tightly sealed lips poured over his crotch. She could just see her husband's name showing on the phone's screen. She knew if he was calling for a second time that there would be questions later about why Preston hadn't answered. She skittered across the bed and snatched up the glass slab, swiped up to answer the call and held it against her cheek.

"Hello? Baby?" she said. Meanwhile her stepson and her sister had frozen in horrified surprise that she had answered his phone at a time like that. "Yeah, well he's still in bed. I heard him moaning a while ago; guess he's still not feeling well. Uh huh, yeah."

Ashley motioned with her free hand towards Preston's cock which had gone untouched for upwards of a minute and was showing signs of softening again. When Holly didn't take the hint, Ashley herself started stroking him while continuing to talk nonchalantly with his father, her husband. "Yeah, well I did ask Holly over, that's why you saw her on the doorbell cam. She has the day off at the hospital, so who better to bring over to make him feel good?"

Holly kept one eye on her sister, very much surprised by her behavior, but bent forward and sealed her lips around Preston's cock again. With Ashley's hand sliding quite easily up and down his shaft due to all her spit coating him, Holly focused on just sucking and licking his head. He quickly twitched back to full attention and let out an involuntary shuddering moan. A few seconds later, Ashley responded to her husband's query by saying she thought maybe Preston was having convulsions, but it was nothing to be concerned about since Holly was taking care of him.

After a minute or so chatting with his father, she said, "Sure, you can talk to him," and she handed the phone to Preston whose eyes went wide again. What the hell was he supposed to say to his dad while his stepmom was giving him a handjob? His mouth went dry again as he pulled the phone up to his ear in a shaking hand.

"Y-yeah dad? Still n-not well; got chills now. Yeah, she's here. She's been taking my temperature and checking my pulse." Holly giggled while still sucking on the head of his cock.

Shortly both ladies were back down on their knees and simultaneously licking up and down opposite sides of his cock and flicking their tongues over its head while each massaged one ball.

Preston's hips began involuntarily thrusting upward. He cried out, "Oh gawd, I think I'm gonna blow--err blow chunks. Hold on dad!" He clasped one hand firmly over the bottom edge of the phone where the microphone was and groaned loudly as he began spurting jizz like a geyser up between the ladies' faces. He added in some coughing and sputtering, hoping that it sounded like he was throwing up instead of crying out in extreme pleasure. He emptied his balls in spurt after glorious spurt which coated the faces of his stepmother and her sister. As he relaxed, the ladies kissed each other above his crotch and helped each other to gather up all the hot goo from their faces using only their tongues, then swapped one big wad of it back and forth between them before sharing a deep tongue kiss and each swallowing part of it.

Then Ashley took away his phone, told his father Preston had needed to run to the bathroom but she felt sure he would start feeling better now that he'd gotten it all out. Meanwhile she wriggled out of her sheer panties and moved to straddle her stepson's head, lowering her moist, hairy pussy onto his mouth. Though she had full bush in front, her lips were hairless and smooth, and Preston dove straight in and began to lick her up and down, in and out. She continued talking on the phone with her husband about anything other than what was going on in that bed while her arousal grew. Holly spooned her back and used one hand to cup and squeeze Ashley's breasts while rubbing her clitoris. They hadn't mutually masturbated each other in years, and the previous time it had been strictly experimental as they learned about their changing bodies.

Very soon Ashley was on the edge of climax, grinding her pussy on the young man's face. "H-Holly will st-stay a while to... ahh... to make sure everything's fine, and... unh, ohh... and Preston should be b-back at s-school tomor-uhh-row. What? Oh, just umm, just reacting to him being sick. We'll see you when you get home tonight."

Being certain to end the call, Ashley bent forward with her hands flat on the bed for stability while her younger sister continued to squeeze her breasts and her stepson licked her to a raucous, screaming, bed shaking orgasm.