Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 2 - Sex Stories

Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 2

... apprehensive expression reflected her conflicting emotions, whether to play Sarah’s game or end it, possibly upsetting her friend. Accepting her fate, she didn’t resist when I kissed her. When I opened my mouth and swiped my tongue across her sensitive lips, her eyes conveyed nothing but lustful love. After I pulled off, Mom asked in a husky, cracked tone, “Okay, Billy. Who won the contest this time?” It was a tough decision to make. Mom won hands down, but I knew Sarah wanted me to draw this out for one more show. “Well, you both chose excellent outfits for dancing. Mom’s bare midriff definitely was a bonus, but the distraction caused me to stumble. I can’t blame her for it though, since it was Sarah’s blouse and Mom couldn’t help that it didn’t fit right. I’m declaring it a tie.” They both started to playfully argue with each other, about who was at fault and who the real winner should be, when Sarah proposed, “There’s one more outfit to model and you can’t call it a tie since we’re even now. We’ll be back in a few minutes and you better be ready to decide on who wins.”

After they entered their room. I heard a lot of muffled conversation, followed by several shrieks. When they exited, I immediately knew the reason for their extended conservation. They wore revealing, sexy nighties. Sarah’s light blue nightie barely covered the bottom of her thin panties. It was split in the front to the waist and pushed to the sides to expose the insides of her full bare breasts, barely ...

... concealing her engorged nipples. She turned to the side so I could admire her rounded ass, provocatively displayed. Memories flashed before me of when I gripped those cheeks while filling her cunt full of hard dick. She faced me, struck a modeling pose, and looked to Mom, signaling her turn. Mom’s sexy body was cloaked in a short pink baby-doll nightie, which I assumed was borrowed from Sarah as it rode higher than it should have. When I glanced at her translucent panties, my prick jerked, seeing her thick, black bush mounding out the thin material. Her braless breasts proudly pushed out her top. My eyes traveled down to her feet and back up her long, toned legs, stopping to ogle her barely concealed forest of fur. Shifting my gaze upward, Mom’s face blushed more than I’ve ever seen before. I wasn’t sure if it was because of my close examination or maybe she realized Sarah was beating her as a seducer. She turned a couple of times and presented a seductive pose as Sarah had done. Sarah was the first to speak, saying, “The appearance of the outfit isn’t the only thing to judge us on. Each nightie is made of a different material. You need to see which you’d prefer next to you in bed.” She led me to Mom, placing my hand on Mom’s waist. Mom inhaled deeply from my contact. “Run the material through your fingers and see how it feels. Your Mom’s nightie is chiffon, made from cotton.” I reluctantly withdrew my hand from Mom’s waist and felt the material. It was smooth and soothing. I ...