Motherfucker - Sex Stories

Motherfucker

... looked like, and how and when she was going to approach me to ask me to have sex with her.

But for now, Lacey was just a 23-year-old married woman who was acting like a 16-year-old single girl in front of her little gaggle of girlfriends.

I found myself just waiting for all of them to leave the house, and leave Lacey alone with me in the house somewhere, now that I knew the truth about what Lacey was really up to, behind her husband's back.

What I didn't know yet was that Lacey, who had arrived at Mom's house the day before I did, had spent that first night in Mom's bed, cuddled up with Mom.

I also didn't know that Lacey had eventually ended up sucking on those same large, saggy breasts that I had just finished sucking on in the kitchen.

And one thing had naturally led to another, and my mother and Lacey eventually had sex together for the first time ever that night, before finally falling asleep in each other's arms.

Lacey herself later admitted to me that this was her first time having sex with another woman, instead of a man.

Now, that's some fairly bizarre shit, if you ask me!

But like I just said, I was not aware of any of that at this point in time.

Anyway, after Lacey's friends finally left the house, Mom, Lacey, and I all went out to dinner together at Luigi's Pizza House, and by the time we got back home it was already dark outside.

Mom opened the front door, and we all took off our coats and shoes, and went to our respective bedrooms ...

... to get into our sleep wear for the evening. I changed into a pair of light-weight cotton pajama bottoms, and intentionally left myself naked from the waist up.

When I came out of my bedroom and started heading towards the stairs to go down to the main living area, Lacey suddenly stepped out of her bedroom doorway, wearing only a sheer light-pink baby doll nightie, with no panties on underneath. And she quickly spread her arms and legs far apart to make a giant "X" with her body to literally block me in the hallway.

Lacey said to me, "Where are you going, you big stud? You're going the wrong way, aren't you? Mom's bedroom is that way." Lacey pointed down the hall, away from the second floor staircase landing.

Then Lacey followed me down the hall and into Mom's bedroom. Mom's bedroom door was wide-open, and she was totally naked underneath a bed-size fleece blanket. She was lying on her back on top of the bed, with her legs spread apart. I could see the outline of her body under the thin blanket. And I could also tell that Mom was gingerly fingering herself, masturbating.

As soon as she saw Lacey and I coming into her bedroom, Mom abruptly stopped fingering herself, and pulled her hands up on top of the blanket.

"You've been such a good daughter," Mom praised Lacey. "Now come and give your mother a kiss," Mom said with her arms wide-open, ready to hug her daughter.

Lacey climbed into the bed, beside Mom, and then gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

Then Mom ...