Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 2 - Sex Stories

Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 2

... I pulled out, knowing a river of cum drooled out of her pussy down to the bed. At least I didn’t have to worry about Mom discovering the soiled sheets. “What happens next?” I asked myself. Should I confess to her and hope our relationship grows? As if to answer, she firmly held the pillow to her face, indicating she wasn’t ready to face me and admit to our incestuous copulation. I quietly moved off the bed, leaned over and whispered, “Damn, Sarah. That was fantastic. I did what you told me to do and imagined you were my mother. It made me so fucking hot. See you in the morning.” Hopefully, my speech would help Mom maintain her secret.

I slithered back to my bedroom and soundly slept in late. Finally waking up, I heard Sarah and Mom talking in the kitchen. I threw on my robe and joined them. They both greeted me, neither of them acting like anything inappropriate happened the previous night. Mom related, “We’ve made some plans today to visit some of the local sights and eat at my favorite restaurant this evening.” Seeing my hang-dog face, she continued, “Don’t worry, Billy. You’re invited, too. We need a man to protect us from any men we might run into.” It turned out to be a delightful day accompanied by two beautiful women while visiting the various scenic spots. We received a lot of envious stares from horny husbands and hormone-crazed kids. We returned to the house late, took our showers, and met in the living room. They assumed their positions on either side of me as ...

... we talked and watched TV together. I think Mom felt the pressure was off now, as she knew I was fucking Sarah and she didn’t need to be worried about establishing my relationship. Exhausted from the long day, we decided to retire for the night. Sarah informed us she needed to return to her house the next day. I think Mom wanted to spend more time with her new friend but agreed to let me take her back alone, allowing some time for us to be together. I went to my room and threw my clothes off, sliding between the sheets. I kicked myself for not asking Sarah what room she’d be in, so I could visit her. I soon fell asleep, reliving the lovemaking from the previous night. My dreams revolved around my mom fantasies. I was hard as a rock and my prick was wetter than ever. My mind slowly came to as my cock wasn’t only wet but there was a mouth sliding up and down it, scraping the sides on each upstroke. I involuntarily moaned when her mouth trapped my cock-head and washed the tip of my prick with her raspy tongue. Before I fully awakened, I felt a pillow slam against my face. All I could think of was when I did the same to Mom, but Sarah had told me to do it, too so it could be her. I didn’t care at this point. I pulled the pillow down and moaned at the wonderful cock sucking I was receiving. After my prick turned fully hard, her mouth left my prick. The sudden rush of cold air gave me goosebumps. I felt the bed shift with her weight as she positioned her legs on either side of my ...