Justin had to juggle to close the hatch on his Corolla, his arms occupied by the overflowing laundry basket in his hands. He turned and staggered towards the shaded porch having to curve left and right along the silly meandering brick path that led from the drive to the front door. He blinked at the stinging sweat running down into his eyes and then had to struggle to manage to push the doorbell.
Justen waited impatiently and glanced in the windowpanes that went from a few inches above the ground all the way to the top on both sides of the door. After a minute without any movement inside he hit the doorbell a second time.
"Oh, come on," Justin said in exasperation after another minute of waiting and sat the laundry basket down to fish out his keys from his shorts.
He unlocked the door and pushed it open before lifting the laundry basket, a pair of jeans slipping off to land on the ground. Justin glared at the offending garment and kicked at it before taking a step into the blessed coolness of the airconditioned foyer. He let out a sigh and kicked at his jeans a second time to send them sliding across the hardwood floor, his toe catching at the front door to swing it shut behind him.
"Mom! I'm home!" Justin called out, the house quiet and still.
His mom's Model S was in the drive so he was sure she was home but still surprised that she hadn't heard the doorbell or his shout.
"Mom?" Justin yelled and began to walk towards the kitchen while still kicking his jeans ahead of him.
He glanced around on his way through without noticing anything odd or out of place and after a few more kicks of his jeans arrived at the laundry room that made up a breezeway from the kitchen to the garage.
Justin thumped the laundry basket down on the dryer and then reached down to retrieve his jeans to add back to the precarious pile of clothes before returning to the kitchen. He made his way to the double wide refrigerator to peer inside, reaching out to claim a Tupperware bowl of cantaloupe before letting it close.
"Hey, Mom!" Justin called out after tossing the lid of the Tupperware container into the sink.
Justin walked back to the living room and glanced around before heading up the stairs to the second floor. He poked his head into his room, much of the clutter and nic nacs still there if much more neatly arranged than he had ever bothered with before walking down past each of his two sister's rooms to the master bedroom while absently eating pieces of diced cantaloupe.
"Mom?" Justin said after giving a knock and pushing the door open.
Justin shook his head with an exasperated look at how neat his mom's room was, the bed made without a wrinkle to be seen, nothing laying anywhere on the off white deep pile carpet, and only a few pictures Lana, May, and himself sitting atop her dresser. To Justin it looked more like a hotel room that had never been lived in, a complete one eighty from the cluttered, lived in mess that persisted until his dad had started one to many affairs and his mom had kicked him out.
He turned and shut the door while wondering where his mother could be, the last piece of cantaloupe disappearing before he returned downstairs. He walked into the kitchen to toss the empty Tupperware bowl into the sink and glanced out over the back yard, a bright red beach towel draped over one of the loungers.
"Ah," Justin said with a smile and turned to hurry back to the living room and over to the sliding glass doors. The moment he stepped back out in the bright sunlight and oppressive humidity he froze in shock.
The back yard was just as immaculate his as his mom's bedroom, the pool a crystal clear blue with a half dozen white loungers arranged artfully around the deck, the shrubs and rose bushes not daring to offend by sending out an errant branch. But what froze him in place was the sight of his mom laying on a blanket beneath the shade of an oak with her best friend lying on top of her, both women completely naked with their heads buried between each other's thighs.
Justin had a perfect view of Ali's ass and back covered in a sheen of sweat. He couldn't see between Ali's thighs since the top of his mom's head happened to be blocking the view, but he could see Ali's puckered rosebud that was contracting repeatedly while his mom's hands held Ali's cheeks spread apart. Both's women's heads were in constant motion and with the sliding patio door open he could hear the loud moans of pleasure that neither was trying to contain.
Justin stared in shock, eyes wide and watched one of his mom's fingertips tracing over Ali's asshole, the petite Asian's body jerking and pushing back against the soft caress.
"Mom!" Justin exclaimed when he finally unfroze, "What the fuck!"
"Wha..!" Justin's mom said in shock, "Oh, my god! Justin!"
"Justin?" Ali said in surprise, her head pulling back from between Susan's thighs and quickly rolled to the side after glancing behind her to see him standing in the door.
"What are you doing home!" Susan exclaimed at the same time as Justin yelled, "Mom, what the hell!"
Susan scrambled to sit up and use the towel she had just been laying on to cover her nakedness.
"Jesus Christ, mom!" Justin exclaimed again and then turned to storm into the house.
Both women sat in stunned silence until Ali burst out laughing.
"Oh, shut up!" Susan snapped.
"That... was awkward," Ali said while still laughing as she leaned back in the grass, her hands supporting her without ever bothering to try to cover herself.
"Shut up, Ali!" Susan shot back, her face a bright red before she suddenly started giggling, "He never said anything about coming home for the weekend!"
"Yea, well, he's in college, he probably wanted to eat something besides pizza or Raman and get his laundry done," Ali replied and then leaned towards Susan, "And I want to finish what I was eating!"
"No!" Susan gasped and quickly stood up using the beach towel to wrap around her body.
"Please?" Ali begged and licked her lips while slowly and intentionally spreading her legs apart to display herself to Susan, "I can still taste you and you were soooo close, you still need to finish so I can lick you clean."
Susan gave a soft moan and bit her lower lip while staring into Ali's green eyes.
"Ali, I have to go talk to Justin!" Susan protested, "I have to try to make him understand!"
"Susan, he's in college, he's a big boy, I'm sure he's heard of lesbians," Ali replied and reached down to slip her fingers slowly through her puffy, swollen inner lips while looking up, "I bet you he's even watched a few lesbian porn videos online while jerking off."
Ali bit her lip and used a fingertip to stroke around the mouth of her vulva to lubricate the pad before beginning to circle her clit, her eyes never leaving Susan's.
"That... is not a mental picture I ever wanted to have!" Susan said with a glare, "I have to go talk to him."
"Well, hurry back," Ali said and reached down to pull and tug her inner lips before slipping two fingers inside of herself and then returning to circling her clit.
Susan gave another soft moan, her thighs squeezing together while she worried at her lower lip.
"You are a bitch," Susan said breathlessly and then turned to go back inside the house.
Ali sighed, her fingers still toying with her labia and clit while she watched Susan close the sliding glass patio doors and then stood up from the grass to lay on one of the loungers without ever bothering to get dressed. She closed her eyes, the sun soaking into her skin, the soles of her feet pressed together while she continued to play with and spread the nectar from her arousal around her puffy, aroused inner lips and clit.
Justin had stormed inside and then up to his room, his mind in a turmoil and stomach clenching painfully. He could still picture Ali's body, her small, conical breasts tipped with dark read areola and small strip of dark black hair between her thighs when she had rolled to the side, but what had Justin even more conflicted was the view of his mother laying back on the beach towel, her legs still parted with her mound and inner thighs still glistening wet.
He had never thought of his mother in a sexual way. There had been the times his friends in high school had informed him that she was a MILF, that they found her hot, but it had always something he had just dismissed out of hand.
Until now.
Even while still picturing Ali's body, he could easily see his mom's full, D cup pendulous breasts, dark areola and large marble like nipples. He shook his head at the remembered glimpse between her thighs below the patch of sandy blond hair of her bush, the dark opening of her vulva and long inner lips still parted from Ali's attentions, the dark caramel skin glazed with her arousal.
Justen slammed the door to his room behind him and reached down the front of his pants to adjust his hard cock while hating himself for even having an erection. He couldn't understand why his mom would be having sex with another woman, couldn't believe that they were making love out in the backyard in the open, and was almost sick to his stomach that he found his own mom exciting enough to have gotten an erection.
Justen stormed over to his window and glared out, Ali still naked but now lying on one of the loungers. Intentional or not, Ali had chosen one of the loungers that faced his window so that Justin licked his lips while looking down at her. Ali had her sunglasses on now, her hands clasped above her head, but what instantly drew his eye was the way she had the soles of both of her feet pressed together so that her legs formed a diamond. Even from the second floor he could make out the trimmed black hair of her bush as well as the crease of her sex without being able to make out details.
"Fuuuu..." Justin moaned and reached down to rub the swell of his cock through his jeans.
Justin swallowed, his eyes never leaving Ali's parted thighs and after a few firm rubs over his cock his fingers unzipped his jeans to reach inside. Justin fished around until her managed to slip his dick out of his boxers, his hand squeezing himself while still watching Ali avidly. She brought a hand up to shade her eyes even with her sunglasses, Justin's hand stroking up and down his length while he watched her. He jerked in surprise when she smiled and waved at him.
"Shit!" he exclaimed when he realized that she could see him standing in his window staring at him.
"Justin?" Susan asked after knocking softly and then walked into his room.
"Jesus Christ, mom!" Justin exclaimed in shock and spun around to see her stepping into his room.
"Justin we need to ta..." Susan began and then froze at the sight of her son with his dick in his hand before he suddenly let go to cup himself beneath both of his hands.
"Mom! Get out!" Justin yelled.
Susan froze just as solidly in place as what Justin had been frozen only minutes before. Even with both of his hands hiding himself, she could see the tip of his glans jutting above, the smooth flesh along the bottom of his head divided in two equal halves, his slit weeping precum and making his skin slick and wet.
Susan pulled her eyes away from his crotch to glare at him and then quickly walked over to his window to glance outside, Ali still shielding her eyes with one hand and waving at Susan the moment she saw her.
"Mom, would you please get out!" Justin yelled.
