Megan and Mitchell - Sex Stories

Megan and Mitchell

... room. “Knock next time,” Mitchell glared at her. Megan ignored him. “Come outside with us. We’re going into the hot tub. That thing is wonderful. I love the jets!” “I don’t know If – ” “No excuses. Your work week is over, time to relax. Get changed and join us,” Megan said, with her older sister smiling and nodding. Mitchell sighed, thinking the jets would be nice and relaxing. He reluctantly agreed if it meant a pause to his mother’s demands for attention. As Mitchell made his way outside to the hot tub, he saw the two ladies, backs facing him, their long, brown hair, slicked back from water, sitting next to each other. Aunt Lisa was talking about something she probably wouldn’t if she were sober and knew her nephew was approaching from behind. “It was so big I almost went to my knees and started sucking it right then and there,” Lisa told Megan. “Why didn’t you?” “He would’ve freaked out. He didn’t know I saw his cock to begin with.” Mitchell rolled his eyes and cleared his throat, startling the two ladies. “Oh hi, come on in,” Megan said, turning around to smile at her son. Lisa slid to make room. Mitchell nodded to her, taking off his shirt, sitting down between them. The two big breasted brunettes quickly slid their arms around Mitchell’s waist, further trapping him in place. He sighed, shaking his head, and extended arms behind them. “Just a little while, to shut her up,” Mitchell thought. “It’s a shame you never came to visit me,” Aunt Lisa said. “We could’ve hung out ...

... some, you know?” Mitchell was embarrassed, “Yeah, sorry, just really busy.” “He said he doesn’t have a girlfriend,” his mother spoke up, sipping more wine, then handing the bottle to Lisa. “I find that very hard to believe. You’re quite sexy,” Lisa said, winking to Megan, guzzling more wine. “You would think that about your own nephew. Stupid slut,” Mitchell thought to himself. He smiled politely and kept quiet. “Lisa will be staying the night tonight, she’s had a bit too much to drink,” Megan said. Mitchell shot her a look. Megan raised her eyebrows to him, “Alright?” Mitchell glanced at a smiling Lisa, “Sure, no problem.” The two ladies snuggled in close to Mitchell, but mainly ignored him for the rest of their conversation. Mitchell thought it was odd how his mother talked about famous celebrities she thought were attractive or agreed to attend certain clubs with Lisa – as if she was single and had been single for a long time. He wondered silently how bad things were with her and his, now former, stepdad. After about 30 minutes, he stood to leave, his mother asking him to stay longer. He said goodnight, hoping that time in the hot tub would quell her need for attention, at least until Sunday night. He dried off, changed, and went to bed. An hour later he was awoken once more, this time by two women. Lisa and Megan, still in their bikinis, their hair still damp from the water, giggled and crawled into Mitchell’s bed. “What? What are you – ” “Shhh,” Megan said, grabbing his ...