Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 2 - Sex Stories

Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 2

... accents her brunette hair. It’s a tough choice, but Sarah wins this round.” Mom’s smile broadened, as she remarked, “Good choice, Billy. It’s always safer to side with your girlfriend rather than your mother.” Sarah responded, “Well, he did compliment you on your fit, so don’t take it too hard. I think your son is a good judge, though. I have an outfit I want you to try that might tie it up.” Sarah grabbed my mom’s hand and pulled her down the hall to change. After ten minutes, they strolled out wearing short skirts and tight blouses. The gaps in their tops were open enough to show a little cleavage, plus a peek of the edge of their bras. Mom’s long legs held my attention. Her skirt rode a little higher, due to her height. After they twirled around, Mom asked again, “How about this time?” “It’s tougher this time. You both look great.” I replied, squirming in my seat, trying to quiet my anxious prick. Sarah broke the silence with, “Billy, what do you think of my legs compared to your mom’s? Did you notice I have on nylons and your mother doesn’t? I suggested she not wear any to better show off her flawless legs.”Sarah walked near me and ordered, “Feel my legs and tell me if you prefer bare legs when going out.” I reached out while Mom intently watched, as I gently stroked Sarah’s legs. I went up to the bottom of her skirt acting more like I was judging rather than groping a sexy leg. I remarked, “I think the nylons are fine. They’re smooth and thin, not taking away the ...

... natural beauty of your legs.” Sarah pulled Mom close to me. “Billy, feel her legs so you can be sure whether you’d like me to wear nylons or not.” Mom kept on a poker face, with no hint of disapproval as I reached over and gently caressed her leg above her knee. My hand traveled up and down her smooth, exposed thigh before repeating with her other leg. My prick was at maximum stiffness now, threatening to poke out of my robe. I reluctantly released her and croaked, “I’m sorry, but Mom won this contest. The bare legs were the tipping point.”“Ha,” Mom chirped. “We’re tied now. You’re going to have to step up your game to beat me, although it was your idea for me not to wear nylons, so you should get half credit.” “You deserve it, Bev,” Sarah replied. “Your legs are gorgeous and you should show them off whenever you can. I bet men are jumping to dance with you.” “Well, to be honest, I’ve only danced with my son, so I wouldn’t know,” Mom admitted. Sarah replied, “Really? Billy dances? Well, let’s see who wins the dance outfit for our next one.”They sashayed back to their room to change. I waited, reliving the moment when I felt my mother’s sexy legs, and adjusted my hard prick, so it wouldn’t pop out unexpectedly. For their next show, they were clad in colorful, pleated skirts, the hemlines falling a few inches below their knees. These were paired with short tunic tops, billowy and open at the bottom. While Sarah’s blouse fell below her skirt waistline, Mom’s was higher, due to her ...