Sex With My Mom's Friends--Brandon and Sasha-- Part 3 - Sex Stories

Sex With My Mom's Friends--Brandon and Sasha-- Part 3

... offer. Sasha and I agreed and Jeri told us where to meet them. That evening, once we were sure that Mom would be okay on her own, Sasha and I left for the restaurant. Along the way, Sasha struck up an odd conversation with me. "Brandon, do you ever miss what you had going with Jeri and Brenda? Being with two women?" I was a bit taken aback by her question, but I told her the truth. "Yes, Sasha, I miss it, but I don't dwell on it. After all, I've got you now. You're more than enough woman for me. It was the ultimate male fantasy and I enjoyed being with them." "Well, what would you say to the two of us getting together with them while we're in town?" I nearly wrecked the car when she said that. After regaining my composure I pulled into a gas station and parked the car. I turned to Sasha. "What in the world are you talking about? You want the four of us to get into bed together?" "Yes I do, Brandon. I told you in Paris that I had never been with a woman but was always curious. I just figured that since we're all friends, and you've been with them before, this would be the perfect opportunity to give me a chance to see what it's all about. And you would have three of us to enjoy. I wouldn't think of doing something like this without you, my love. Besides, you've seen the way they look at me. Admit it, they want me. Why not give them a package deal?" "Are you sure you want to do this?" "Yes, darling, I'm sure. But only with you as a part of it." "Sasha, you don't have to do ...

... this, but if you want it, then I'll go along. Can I make a suggestion, though?" "Certainly, Brandon. What do you have in mind?" "Let them flirt with you. Better yet, if they flirt with you, flirt right back with them. I think that the illusion of spontaneity will work better than just asking them to set a time and place to hop into bed with us, The seduction can sometimes be as hot as the act itself. Believe me, I know all about it." Sasha's eyes lit up at that prospect. "Okay, Brandon, I'll do whatever you desire." We got back on the road and made our way to the restaurant. When we walked in, the hostess took us to Jeri and Brenda's table, where they once again were seated so that they would be between us. It was perfect, I thought. We made small talk as the drinks were served, but those two ladies couldn't keep their eyes--and hands--off of Sasha. They took every opportunity to touch her hands and her arms. At one point Brenda used the excuse of checking what perfume Sasha was wearing to nuzzle her neck. Of course, the touchy-feely things weren't limited to Sasha. Several times while Brenda was fussing over Sasha, Jeri had her hand under the table and was squeezing my package. The first time she did it I jumped a bit from the sheer surprise of it. The second and third time I spread my legs a little wider to allow her better access. When I made eye contact with Jeri she smiled a seductive little grin and licked her lips. I couldn't have scripted this any better. I was a little ...