Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 2 - Sex Stories

Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 2

... could sleep next to that anytime, especially if Mom was covered in it. I moved over Sarah’s waist to feel her nightie fabric. Sarah grabbed my hand and pulled it up to the bottom of one of her full breasts. She placed her hand over the back of mine and squeezed it so I was kneading her nightie-covered tit. Mom’s eyes widened at Sarah’s boldness. Sarah noticed Mom’s stare and explained, “See how this material is different. My nightie is made out of silk. Don’t you think it feels better?” She kept squeezing my hand on her meaty tit, under the pretense of judging the material. Sarah smirked and asked, “Okay, Billy. This is it. Who wins this round?” Mom still won in my mind because she was my mother, but I knew this wasn’t how Sarah wanted it to end. “Both nighties are wonderful and I wouldn’t object to sleeping next to either, but I’m partial to light-blue so I’ll have to say Sarah is the winner.” Mom smiled in relief, thinking I might vote for her instead, which wasn’t part of her plan. She was here to help me connect with Sarah, not her. “Excellent choice, Billy. Sarah deserves the win,” Mom stated. “The color she picked does look good on her and I think you found the material to feel better, too, right?” She laughed as she spoke, feeling smug she had successfully connected her son with his girlfriend. She looked at Sarah and asked, “Well, what does the winner want for the grand prize?” Sarah didn’t hesitate, walking to me, wrapping her arm around me and declaring, “I want a ...

... victory dance with the judge.”

Mom started the CD and I held Sarah closely as we slowly danced. Her barely covered breasts pushed into my chest and I wished I could have taken off my robe to feel her nearly-nude body against mine. When we were turned, she positioned her leg between mine, pressing her thigh into my hard prick. We were cheek to cheek, enjoying each other’s closeness when she whispered, “Stroke my ass, Billy. Show your mom what you’d like to do to her.” I stroked up and down her nightie-clad back and when she faced away from Mom, I lowered my hands and squeezed her firm cheeks. She exhaled in my ear. Mom couldn’t hear us over the music as we softly whispered to each other, but her attention was squarely on my hand groping Sarah’s backside. I whispered, “Sarah, I need to fuck you tonight. Sneak into my room and let me feast on your hot body.” “No, Billy,” she refuted. Sensing my disappointment, she continued, “Come to my room in a few hours. It’ll be such a turn-on to make love to you so close to your mother’s room.” I warned, “The walls are pretty thin, and she might hear us if we make too much noise. You know how vocal you can get.” She wouldn’t budge and instructed, “When I start to stir, from waking up, put a pillow on my head and I’ll moan in it. I won’t make that much noise. Suck my nipples to wake me up before fucking me hard and fast. It won’t take long. Please, honey. Do this for me.” “Of course, Sarah,” I agreed. “I can’t deny you anything. I’m really ...