“Ohhhhhhh!” Susan cries as she rocks back and forth on my rigid cock. I push my hips up against her, feeling the heat from her steamy pussy, as I match her rhythm. Catching her bouncing tits in my hands, I knead her soft flesh and pull on her hard, thick nipples.
“Oh god!” Susan moans. “Oh fuck!” She is frantically riding my cock, rolling her hips back and slamming her clit down against my pelvic bone. We’re both so aroused from the afternoon activities that we peak in no time at all. Thrusting my hips up to drive my cock deeper into her fiery cunt, I’m on the verge of exploding when she clamps her pussy down around my cock. With her head thrown back and a vice-like grip on my throbbing cock, she shakes and shivers through an intense orgasm. I let loose, shooting streams of hot cum deep inside her quivering pussy.
I hear the shower stop as Susan collapses on my chest, gasping for breath. I wrap my arms around her, kissing the top of her head as her cheek lies against my chest.
“I really thought she was going to touch my pussy.” Susan says into my chest. “I wanted her to touch me.” She says quietly.
“I know.” I say, rubbing my hand up and down her back. “It was very erotic watching you two.”
“But she’s still our mother, Nick!” Susan says, lifting her head and looking me in the eyes. “I still don’t think it’s right.” I’m obviously going to have to use the transmitter to remove her guilt and clear a path for a threesome. I’ll wait until they get back from their shopping trip.
“I better get in the shower.” Susan says, lifting herself up, leaving me soaked in our combined juices when my cock slips from her pussy. “You could use one yourself.” Susan laughs as she heads for the bathroom. I lie there thinking about what suggestions I should give Susan to remove her guilt and make her more open to a sexual relationship with mom. I’m still contemplating it when mom comes down the hall, combing out her wet hair. She’s wearing a different pair of shorts and another tank top, this time with a bra under it.
“Mmmm.” Mom says, when she sees me stretched out on the floor naked. Glancing at the bathroom door and hearing the shower running, mom comes over and kneels between my legs. “Did you fuck your sister again while I was in the shower?” Mom asks, lustfully, lowering her head toward my pussy-drenched cock.
“Yeah. She pretty much attacked me, after how hot you made her playing with her bald pussy mound.” I answer, smiling at her. Mom is licking all over my cock and my balls, savoring Susan’s pussy flavoring. When she has licked Susan’s juices from my balls and around my cock, she sucks my flaccid tool into her mouth, licking up and down the sides of my quickly recovering shaft.
“Mmmm.” Mom moans around my hardening cock. “She tastes exquisite.” Mom says, taking a breath from sucking my cock. “I can’t wait to taste it first hand.” She laughs. “Not that I mind this method, it’s just not the same.” The shower stops and mom sits up. “I guess you’ll have to wait until later for the rest of this.” Mom says, running her hand up and down my saliva coated cock. “I don’t think Susan’s ready to deal with it yet.” She smiles, bending forward and kissing the head of my cock, before standing up and continuing to comb out her hair.
I take a shower while mom and Susan are shopping, then fall asleep dreaming about the impending threesome that I hope we’ll share later.
I awake to the sounds of talking and laughing. Sitting up on the edge of my bed, still naked from my shower, I head toward the bathroom without bothering to get dressed. They’re in mom’s room and when I’m done in the bathroom, I join them.
“Hey.” I say, as I enter mom’s bedroom. “You started without me.” Mom is lying on the bed, naked with some old sheets under her so the wax won’t get on the bedspread. She’s holding her legs in the air, spread wide apart and Susan is sitting next to her rolling the hot wax around her pussy lips.
“We couldn’t wait for you sleepyhead.” Mom says. “Susan’s already trimmed my hair short and waxed all around my ass. If we’d waited for you, we’d never get done. Oww!” Mom yells as Susan pulls the thin strip off, yanking out the hair by the roots. I sit on the other side of mom to watch. Susan looks at me quizzically, probably wondering why I should even be here watching her wax mom’s pussy.
I watch as Susan grips mom’s pussy lip between her thumb and her fingers and tries to pull it to the side. Mom’s lips are so wet that Susan’s fingers keep slipping off.
“I’d be enjoying this.” Mom says. “If I didn’t know you’re just doing it to rip my hair out.” Mom laughs. I watch mom’s tits rise and fall as she breathes. She didn’t have to get completely naked for Susan to wax her, but I guess she thought it would move things along. Susan, on the other hand, is completely dressed.
“Jesus, mom.” Susan laughs. “You are so wet, I can’t even get a grip.” Susan says, inserting three fingers into mom’s pussy and using her thumb to stretch mom’s pussy lips across her hand.
“Mmmm.” Mom says, involuntarily pushing up against Susan’s hand. Mom’s nipples are rock hard and her pussy is oozing juice. “That’s not doing anything to curb the flow of juices.” Mom says, as Susan rolls the wax along the outer edge of mom’s pussy lip. I cringe as she applies the thin strip to the gooey wax. I watch mom’s face as she balances the pleasure of Susan’s fingers in her pussy with the anticipation of the pain of the waxing. Mom sees me and reaches for my hand, squeezing it between her fingers, as Susan expertly rips the strip off, keeping her fingers close to mom’s flesh.
“Oh fuck!” Mom yells, as the tearing sound fills the room. The side of mom’s pussy is bright red where the hair has been removed.
“I’m sorry, mom.” Susan says, gripping her other pussy lip in the same fashion. “This is the worst part. Once we’re done around the labia, it’s not so bad.” Turning to me, she says. “Nick, get me a towel for my fingers, will you. They’re soaking wet.” She laughs.
The intoxicating aroma of mom’s juices is thick in the air and the affect isn’t lost on Susan. Stepping into the bathroom to get a towel, I glance back and see Susan turn her head away from mom and quickly suck her fingers into her mouth. I’m smiling broadly as Susan notices me and quickly pulls her hand away. Blushing, she gives me a shrug, as if I’m making too big a deal of her tasting mom’s pussy juice.
“Do you still need this?” I ask, handing her the towel.
“Yes, smarty!” Susan says, wiping the rest of mom’s juices on the towel. I take mom’s hand as Susan rips the hair from the other side of her pussy.
“Agghh!” Mom screams, squeezing my hand. Her chest is heaving and I want to take one of her hard nipples in my mouth and suck on it. My cock is hard from watching Susan manipulate mom’s saturated pussy. Mom’s bright red pussy looks sore and I realize that pussy waxing isn’t as erotic as I envisioned. Looking at my sister, I notice that her face is flush, she’s breathing rapidly and her hard nipples are visible through her blouse and her bra. Maybe she is finding this erotic after all.