Motherfucker: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 3

... scissoring women out of your bed, and out the front door, on their way home, so that you and I can spend some quality one-on-one time together."

"Don't worry. I'll go up and work my 'mommie magic,' and get them motivated enough to leave."

"By the way, I know you're not just in love with me. You're in love with Fran, too," I said to Mom.

"It's that obvious, huh?" asked my mother.

"Definitely," I answered. "So I don't know how you feel about it, but as far as I'm concerned, Fran is welcome to join us in our bed anytime she wants. I mean, not only could we both use the extra cash, but I've got to admit that Fran's blowjobs are nothing less than awesome, and she's a really good fuck too!"

Mom and I laughed pretty hard at my last statement. Mostly because she and I both realized that, despite how absurd it sounded, what I had just said was the absolute truth.

As Mom turned around to leave the kitchen, she pulled the front of her housecoat back together, and was taking a moment to button the front of it up this time, as she said to me, "I'll make sure that Fran knows how you feel about her. She'll be thrilled. And yes, I would be honored to do the threesome thing every so often with you and Fran, the two people who I love most in this world."

"Mom?"

"Yes, son."

"When I was fucking you from behind a few minutes ago and cumming inside your pussy, were you fantasizing and pretending that I might be getting you pregnant?"

"Of course I was. I always ...

... naturally tend to do that whenever I fuck, because it makes the intercourse so much more exciting, don't you think? I mean, don't you fantasize and pretend that I'm a younger woman with a fertile uterus, and that you might be getting me pregnant by ejaculating inside my pussy?"

"Of course I do. I can't help it. I was just wondering if you did the same thing that I do."

"The truth is it's the only way I can get mentally excited enough to cum during intercourse, without me having to reach down between my legs and masturbate myself during the intercourse.

"And even when I was a younger fertile woman, I still had to pretend that I wasn't using any birth control--and that I was ovulating and risking getting pregnant--in order for the intercourse itself to be mentally exciting enough to actually make me cum. But hey, it is what it is, right?

"Tell ya what. Why don't you go ahead and wait for me in your bedroom. I'll let you know once the coast is clear and our two 'scissoring sirens' have left the building.

"And then you and I can take a nice long shower together, maybe even a little bit of a golden one," Mom said, with a big smile on her face, as she winked at me. "And later, I'll even throw in a back rub and a blowjob--though not necessarily in that order--if you'll suck on my nipples. You know how much I love getting my nipples sucked on. So how does that sound?"

"It's a date," I said

And I followed Mom back up the stairs, turning right to step into my bedroom, and ...